Inhabiting the space between Damien Rice and Ryan Adams, this syrupy-sweet slow-burner does not disappoint. It’s a slow 6-count, and a poetic homage to the power of attraction, and the beauty that connection brings.
In the lyrics there is a beautiful repetitive cadence, developing the theme using this spit-shine conceit of shuffling the descriptor around: queen of the night, queen of the seasons, of faraway skies. It is a raggedy pathos, giving the entire arc of emotion a series of chapters via snapshot; there is a deliberate sense of shattered memory, of fragmentation and poignant detail.