Maybe all my pain can decompose, just like the peels we throw
There something grows, I hope it grows here
I grabbed your pack and pulled you back from the road,
Now you know your preservation's made its way on my list
You struck me deep, I dig your presence, just like a present
Go on, spin Cyclops Reap, give it a listen, get out the kitchen
This broken car don't beep, dig what you present, keeps me in the present
This mountain ain't too steep, from death you risen, it's such a cinch and…
Polish silverware and garnish them oats,
Whatever's close to letting me forget all about it
Parking garage, fourth floor, lit up a smoke,
Watched you go, brain meter sporadically between healthy and sick
You struck me deep, I dig your presence, just like a present
Go on, spin Cyclops Reap, give it a listen, get out the kitchen
This broken car don't beep, dig what you present, keeps me in the present
This mountain ain't too steep, from death you risen, it's such a cinch and…
These tender heartstrings really take a toll,
Please excuse me while I lose control of my feelings,
Sometimes it gets out of hand
I made a bed and called it rock n' roll,
Laid down in it and I found my soul. I found a reason
To make it through the night
Jody Stephens of Big Star and Luther Russell of the Freewheelers team for a radiant LP packed full of slide guitar and pop smarts. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 11, 2019
This compilation showcasing the new sound of folk, psych, and Americana benefits the Freedom of the Press Foundation. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 9, 2018