Now that we have something in common,
Faked out by an I.O.U.,
Are you gonna’ ever come to your senses?,
Are they even yours to use?
Do we get enough to hand onto,
Boy left band and boy left you,
We should try another year of Mondays,
And the motions we go through,
I was right, only patiently,
All the ancient tapes and the sensibilities,
Let’s make a race for Cindy.
A churning indie-rock meditation on relationships and personal struggle from the New Jersey band, propelled by powerhouse vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 8, 2020