Weâll leave at dusk with only that which we can carry
Whateverâs left gets burned or buried
for if by chance we return
Weâll leave a note
To Whom It May Concern:
Fuck you and your front lawn
Iâd rather die with my hands tied than holding a gun
Thereâs no place like home for collecting burdens
and conjuring ghosts that donât know theyâre dead
Soon thereâs going to be a fight
and weâll all have to choose sides
Like kids on the playground
But everyoneâs hungry
Thereâs no place like home for collecting burdens
and conjuring ghosts that donât know theyâre dead
He insists that heâs just sick and I donât have the heart
to tell him any different
Itâs the way itâs been and the way it will be until we leave
We donât need a mirror
We donât need those pictures on the wall
We donât need to see ourselves as we are now
to remember where we came from
Weâll leave at dusk with only that which we can carry
Iâll get the dog, you get the baby
and pray that thereâs a god to light our way
- :
- The King Of Whys
- L’Ami du Peuple
- The Seaside EP
- New Leaves
- O, Evelyn (Single)
- Miscellaneous
- I Do Perceive
- Lost
- PV Digest #3
- What to Do With Everything
- Before You Go
- Polyvinyl Summer/Fall 2005 Sampler
- Polyvinyl 2005 Sampler
- At Home With Owen
- Simple Mental Math
- Polyvinyl 2002 - 2003 Sampler
- No Good For No One Now
- Ghost Town
- Split EP
- O, Evelyn