I can't stand this season no more, the silence it sways
In this cold, cold house our conversations will replay
Familiar to your sounds of smiling disjunctive love
Adverse to the sounds of passionate requited love
And in our familiar corners we will fight and we'll grow
And in our separate hallways we'll still sing, we'll still drown, and we'll learn to live.
I can't understand my problems anymore
So I take myself...
Inside I feel like...
Inside I still feel like...
In our separate corners we will fight and we'll still grow
And in our separate hallways we'll still sing, we'll still drown, and we'll learn to live.
We'll still live.
My god, we'll live.
The soulful folk troubadour from Philadelphia opens his newest album with a single inspired by the Parkland students. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 7, 2018