Pittsboro back roads We are Magellans of the Carolinas (or just one Carolina Just one all our lives) Papermills and water centers You're silent the second half home And I reassure you won't be alone Alone all our lives (and this is me saying this and you know me so pay attention) Get motivated, take the time you have To breed creation You aren't doomed to die here So get off the island that weighs you down We are apart but we should take advantage Of the plain and simple truth That there's nothing anymore to Bring us back to that town Oh, Greensboro, I hope someone burns you down.

Songs about cloudy days in Salem Always grind my teeth to dust I'm sheltered like you really should be Had to bombard myself away Kamakaze'd so to say But we're all adults here, aren't we? Do you know how free I feel? Crowds around the NYP Wednesday afternoon and you can see There's no one playing there right now So root for those who are punched down When the punch comes circling around We'll see whose still all adults here somehow Do you know how great it is? Do you hear how great it is? Breakfast just twenty minutes from here Feels like I'm walking on air But it just feels good to be able to afford it again Surf rock reverb rainy day Can't hear what he's trying to say The radio waves are surfed by content, angry, Worshipped, young men Do you know how free I feel?

I am in debt To my fingernails To my heartburn I am in debt I come from the sea Know that now about me Cut myself shaving On a rock That I found In a hole in my sock I come from the sea Know that about me I come from Berkeley But if anyone asks me I come from the sea The car always starts When I don’t need To go anywhere They can see I come from the sea Know that now about me I come from Carolina But if anyone asks ya I come from the sea Know that about me

We nailed the plastic down Tenants all over town Preparing for the week The winter reached its peak Our feet frozen off Blood erupts with the cough Our remembrance day From when the heat went away Pulled back a nail Applied pressure to no avail We abide by laws Put in place by singing saws You yelled "I'm done" Shook off the gun Our remembrance day Of when the heat went away They jogged three miles Nodding knowing smiles Took time off on the deck A guitar string Around their neck We buried them both Knocked out the rope Our remembrance day From when the heat went away.

I spent the summer Picking seeds out my gums with a toenail It's a life a bit more decadent Than what I was used to They said some kids died At the Capital Plaza Hotel (it was me, I said that and I'd say it again if I had to) Let me have this That old hotel and the highway surrounding Great place, I think Great place to save face and cover up Bodies and asses And a tiny little percolator still in the box A use unused, I drink Only when I'm told to Avoid the tall glasses Let me have this All those kids died for nothing All those kids, don't die All those kids went home last night All those guns got melted down All those gunmen get to die And all those kids get to go home tonight.

While "wild" is a greener term to put it This goddamn heat is pounding us Storybooks catching fire, babies crying Only hope is parents grounding us Sprinkle-ers bribing us with sweet release Digging holes in woodland dirt Just bury me here, I'm just gonna rest Until the cool comes hard, so much it hurts Just bury me here This goddamn heat I hope it ends When you wake up I'll be a street away Soaking my face in free anointment I'll come back with news from the front No need for shoes or past appointment Wash my hands with caked sweat Electricity eludes me Just bury me here in my car The trash so high you could confuse me Just bury me here This goddamn heat I hope it ends You could confuse me for You could confuse me for You could confuse me for free.

There are sparrows I see Shot for more than this And bears who will never see the sun Sleeping warmer than this But I'm happy for you This cave, and you There are trees that die Lying up next to each other There are dead trees that are used As simple shelter But I'm thankful for you This cave, and you And when we sleep next There will be fabric There will be cotton There will be windows Keeping us from the woods Keeping us from the woods Keeping us from the woods That I understand more and more With you.

Hung down over the street lamps Londoners love Pink lamp reaching down to the steps Sedementary in nature Grows brighter in winter Why does the whiteness of the whale Matter much When all it's going to do is swallow you? I pulled its tongue and held on And the whale swallowed up the street lamps Londoners love Whale ate the pink light and the steps Made my escape when he Froze over in the winter Why does the quality of meat Matter much When an ocean of ice is all that's There for your bed? I ripped it apart Swam around its head And by the morning They'll all think I'm dead.

Zinfandel turns to zinager Burns our throats Stop motion artifacts after her Hung our coats How can I live without this The twain Between the beds Between the twain If you wanted a man with a plan You shouldn't have built a den If you wanted a man with a future You should have married a Jetson How can I live without this... A heavy wind encroaches the crops Starving seeds jump from the leaves Starred Saturday'd calendar wobbles and drops Head powered, head strong Heading to long, shining seas I don't drink water again Burns the roof You fell down again Lost a tooth How can I live without this...

Fog brings the heat during the fall and not much more Car brings me home and my boots crack on the floor Dead tired I’m sighing, I’m happy that you’re not awake To see the nightly routine I can never shake I pray, quietly And I hope you never see You’ve made me stop believing that my life’s been planned from the beginning Mason jars filled up with vinegar fill up with gnats The back of the car carried all of our robes and our hats Heat hurts so bad, either keeping too much in or it’s my diet You looked up a list of churches, said you wanted to try it I pray, quietly…

i’m breathing home through my veins and i’m washing my clothes in its wake and i’m drying off in the sun and holding a hand i shouldn’t take and girls walk down the street and die and i spring up and stay in bed i run away before you see the dotted lines where you thought you saw my head we’ve been given a great opportunity i don’t want to take advantage of a system made for folks with worse lives all i am is common for a fella who gets nervous ‘round kitchen knives and all i wanted was to sing and drink and be a normal freshman faggot but the plans turned to backtracks and backtracks turned to quiet we’ve been given a great opportunity things i thought just made me off are things i’m told that are pretty common for people of my spectrum placement for people of my specific tension and college towns weren’t meant for men like college towns weren’t made for hills i sweat out home twenty four seven and home unfiltered really kills we’ve been given a great opportunity maya died today and i moved home so we can build up some money for finally living alone together it’s been worth it, hasn’t it honey and you’re the greatest stranglehold a guy like me could ever hope for our surroundings are so quiet you could almost hear the singing through the door they’re singing: “we’ve been given a great opportunity we've been given a great opportunity we've been given a great opportunity we've been given a great opportunity you and me".