Homesick hate and bleeding hearts.
We're surrounded by fantasies.
Don't let the lies you live leave you behind.
You were one to wear your thoughts on your sleeves.
Tear my skin and break my bones.
The small reminder of feeling alone.
All my dreams and all my fears.
Have been haunting these passengers for years.
Iris cracks in the headlights
Cast it all out, drive away through the night.
Maybe I'm a cancer, Maybe I'm wrong
Maybe you're a liar, Maybe you're soft.
I've given you an answer.
You're already gone.
Maybe I'm the evil one here all along.
Eyes wide shut between the lines
The cursive writing has faded with time
Black and white a letter I see
The pain of a paragraph tormenting me
You will cry and I will crawl
And in the end we all feel so small
Like a dancer on the edge you will fall
Don't believe a word they say you'll show them all
Iris cracks in the headlights
Cast it all out, drive away through the night.
Maybe I'm a cancer, Maybe I'm wrong
Maybe you're a liar, Maybe you're soft.
I've given you an answer.
You're already gone.
Maybe I'm the evil one here all along.
Proceeds from this live Pinegrove album, recorded during their last tour, will go to benefit the Southern Poverty Law Center. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 23, 2017
Prior to touring with Modern Baseball, Pinegrove release a twang-tinged debut starring Evan S. Hall’s evocative vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 13, 2016