Vinyl of the full-length, limited to 100 copies on black vinyl with silkscreened cover art on chipboard sleeve with obi. Manufactured by Softwax Record Pressing in Philadelphia, PA
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A second pressing of the vinyl of the full-length, limited to 100 copies on purple vinyl with inverted silkscreened cover art on chipboard sleeve with obi. Manufactured by Softwax Record Pressing in Philadelphia, PA
Includes unlimited streaming of Gold Dust
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lyrics
If I’m here, I’m nowhere
Somewhere strange & free
Ease into a second summer,
Or just an early fall
Pretty sure though, I’m not where I belong
Like a light cutting through early-morning fog
All the sun in my eyes takes it’s time
When the winter finds you,
Like you know it will,
You can fight it tooth & nail but
It’s nothing you can change
Pretty sure though, I may not make through.
If the first snow’s the last one I ever see
Let it all come down & swallow me.
Like a birch, brittle-barked and shallow roots,
Hollowed-out but alive, as far as we can see
Beats a heart under leaves buried deep in white
Out of sight, out of mind, but stubbornly survive
If there ends up time left,
& if I find my voice,
I hope I find profundity
& words to say
That mean something
That’s greater than
(At least equal to)
My time here,
It’s time overdue.
All the words we write & the shit we read
Is the time we waste, a paralysis
Am I counting down? What am I counting on?
It’s a hazy mist I thought I’d never miss.
But I wanted this,
At least I thought I did,
Well it’s too late now, seasons they pass.
I really liked "Cosmic Cash" a lot but this album is even better. Eight out of twelve tracks are on heavy rotation in my playlists. Papa Jay (Radio Smorgasbord)
If Wooden Shjips traded their sails for a prairie schooner, this is what you might hear them playing around the campfire at night on the Great Plains: homespun country-rock with a hint of psychedelia. Wonderful stuff, from start to finish. neu-mann