Suppose I’ll cash all of my earnings, rest these swollen eyes
Clear the foliage atop my car, let dry the insides
Write a memoir of the fall, in the Northeast and us all in the pouring rain
When the moon refills we will be back on the coast
When it’s time to clip these hairs again
I’ll hang my hat, my head
I told a keeper she’d be seeing me in line some day
Tipped my hat to the old shed and I drove away
Clipped by a gust of wind in North Dakota
That was 40 degrees colder than the heatwave I had packed for
But I warmed up to Madison
And the girls in Wisconsin looking like I could get used to it
Finally to spending hours between the fenders
Driving through Pennsylvania in November
Pipe dreaming drafts of postcards I would never send her
We caught the ferry
And watched as god descended over Lake Champlain
Exemplifying all I’ve come to place my faith upon
Crusaded my new muse
Southbound along the Eastern Seaboard.
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An absolute crunchy essential... no camping trip is complete without packing Walter!!! does it have a funny little creature on the cover? yes.. so basically 10/10 best album ever jason hankins
supported by 6 fans who also own “Between Fenders”
Genuinely life changing album for me. I can't describe how this album makes me feel, it has gotten me through some really dark times in my life. Thank you <3 rev
Bracing post-hardcore meets festival-ready rock on the Tokyo band's sharp new EP, mixed and mastered by Will Yip (Turnstile, Title Fight). Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2024