Sometime last spring I'm talking to a friend
Shadows mark time, we leave the porch and go for a drive
Pull over take a walk through the vines
This time last year I saw her everyday
He says unfazed, I never see a lump in his throat
He carries all the boulders he knows
Asks me what's new (I'm barely getting through)
I saw the job gets tiresome but I'm doing fine
Sending wishes back to you and your kind
I drive back home, by now it's getting light
I know it's trite, I'm feeling like the worst of my kind
I'm feeling like the worst of my kind
I do not know why you've got a hold on me
But you got a hold on me
But you got a hold on me
Half of the time this is what I pantomime
Pointing at something alive
Pointing at something alive
credits
from Last Companion,
released June 19, 2020
French Horn and additional vocals by Caroline White
Additional guitar by Nate Wagner