we wear our hearts on our sleeves. tattooed to the teeth with our politics in rolled up jeans that we take off so easily. no names, no feelings. under the gun we run run run. what does that say about us? what does that say about love? love is a word that we use too often like god, yes and no and i’m sorry but my dear, you look so fine with pistols drawn in morning light saying “make my day, boy and i’ll make you mine.” i bought you flowers on the walk home. wrote songs from letters and love notes. it’s not a problem because i want. it’s a problem because i get. and it clouds my judgement. there are no secrets you keep next to me because you talk in your sleep. when i’m closer than close could ever be. but close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades. when i am yours and he is your dream. close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades. everything else is miles away.
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from State Line Records: Boston's Burning Vol. 1,
released June 18, 2016
Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Trevor Vaughan at The Colosseum in New Bedford, MA during Summer 2015.
credits
released September 20, 2015
Brandon Rainville - banjo, vocals
Jack Hawkins - acoustic guitar, vocals
Meagan Day - upright bass, vocals
Mike Cashin - drums
Ryan Coomey - accordion
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