She couldn’t read his expression. As he started toward her, she recalled the way he’d seemed to glide through the sand the first time she’d ever seen him; she remembered their kiss on the boat dock the night of his sister’s wedding. And she heard again the words she’d said to him on the day they’d said good-bye. She was besieged by a storm of conflicting emotions—desire, regret, longing, fear, grief, love. There was so much to say, yet what could they really begin to say in this awkward setting and with so much time already passed?
Stylistically speaking I would put us in the pop
rock vein. Although our songs tend to have a darker or moodier current running through them than usual pop
rock. I would say our music is very honest. We're not trying to be anybody or anything for anyone