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"Don't say anything sad. I just want to relax." If I have to think about you for the rest of my life, then I hope you've saved something truly sad to say that will make me cry. Because I can't shake you and I can't make you something I'm not allowed to touch. Close was never close enough, and still, you're the only one that I can stomach. I have hardly slept since I left the Atlantic. I know, you "told me so". My heart is the east coast. Dear New England, don't forget about me. It's not that complicated, that's just what I chose to make it, and now I can't escape it. You've said some things I can't digest, and I've said things that I regret, so true to form, I just left. All these things I thought would save me won't. Please don't play like you care about me if you don't. Just know I tried and that I hope it helped. I'll always wish you well. And I know that you're afraid, afraid of my songs, and of me, and of the company I stubbornly keep. But all of my songs are the same, vampires, ghosts and graves, my broken heart and my mistakes, and that will never change. If I move back to Massachusetts, I will stay out of your way. What do you say? Just know it helped when you defined dynamics the last time you and I sang together in my bedroom.