Adelina by Ocie Elliott hits a sweet spot for anyone who loves stripped-down, earnest music.
The heart of the song lies in its raw simplicity: just two voices, an acoustic guitar, and the kind of honest, straightforward lyricism that can stop you in your tracks.
The duo, Jon Middleton and Sierra Lundy, know exactly how to blend their voices to create a mood that’s both uplifting and a touch melancholic.
Their harmonies are tight, yet they carry a breezy, effortless quality that’s rare.
It’s the musical equivalent of a heartfelt conversation on a long drive through the countryside—unassuming but deeply engaging.
Adelina doesn’t just float in the background. It demands a certain kind of quiet attention, rewarding the listener with lyrical nuggets that resonate on a personal level.
As the Victoria, B.C.-based duo prepares for their most extensive and ambitious U.S. headline tour yet, covering 29 cities this fall, they will kick off on October 3 in Minneapolis at Fine Line Music Cafe and wrap up on December 1 in Nashville at CMA Theater.
The song is sure to be a highlight, resonating with audiences and showcasing the depth that Ocie Elliott continues to explore in their music.
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Ocie Elliott Adelina Lyrics
Adelina, you take me on
Caught your days on fire
When you raised the sun
Take me higher than I can go
And you inspire more than you know
Adelina, what do you see?
When your world becomes
What it comes to be
You retired your status quo
With your cherry blossom mind
Out where the greatest words are worn
And the fields where you recline
Dreaming imaginary storms
I love you for the shape you make of me
The fog cradling the sea
Adelina, now don’t you mock me
With your gentle lines of California poppy
A sapphire of yellow chrome
Mustang tires on a desert road
With those revelries you make
Out of the silence that you mine
While the mountains stay up late
Making the shadows with their pines
I love you more than syllables could show
And I’m always sad, when you go
Adelina
Adelina
You take me higher
