Your love has fled and there's nothing left for you to do but remember the fond times and toy with idea of driving into the middle of a tornado to end your misery.
lyrics
CARRY
The wind is picking up
I should take a pickup truck
And drive into the belly of a storm
I don’t even think I can drive a stick
But I would make the most of it
And go out leaning on the horn
Was it you? Or was it me?
It doesn’t matter actually
‘Cause we were both so tired anyway
I’d call a truce, but what’s the use?
We both lost what we had to lose
Now all that we can do is open up our arms and say
Carry
(Carry this heavy heart
How did we fall apart?)
Carry these burdened hearts to safety
Carry
(When this year is done
I won’t be the broken one)
This broken love from March to February
I do recall the warmer times
Sun-drenched clothes on rigid lines
You dance me ‘round a dusty porch
Waiting for the dark to fall
Stillness is what I recall
Your face aglow by mosquito torches
I remember how I used to vow
But never said the words out loud
That I would rather die than wander far from you
Between the postcards and the range
The weather vane pointed to change
From bended knee to being far and free
* Chorus
I must admit that I
Forgot to hold on tight
When the wind blew through
Before I knew
Somehow I lost a hold of you
Cerebral palsy curbed his ability to play guitar the conventional way, so Nagoda learned double slide, this is his debut LP.
Bandcamp New & Notable May 8, 2014
Ben Wheeler uses an East German synthesizer and a Soviet flanger to create hauntingly weird yet bright and open electronic soundscapes. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 10, 2022