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Wideass Highway

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1.
Don’t you think I’m funny anymore? I haven’t seen you smile for a while What do you see now that you didn’t before? Loved to share your silence when it wasn’t so heavy You tell me that you’re tired all the time I can drown my love in wine but I can’t make it drink The tears that come pouring out of your eyes Well, I don’t wanna lie to you So I’ll try not to speak But hell’s gonna come for those who love And quietly leave Oh, don’t you think I’m funny anymore? I haven’t seen you smile for a while You tell me nothing’s wrong But ain’t funny how time wears out the surprise Of the feeling when time bends and two share a mind?
2.
“My love” she said, “Can we go on a trip before we’re old?” I told her true: “I’ll follow you to any place you go” And when I stood to pack my stuff, she sat my ass back down She said I was hers and she was mine forever, starting now Then she took two tabs out of her bag and put them in our mouths “Are we here, or did we disappear?” she said to me “We’re fine” was my reply, though I could hardly see When through the ceiling’s eye I saw us tangled on the ground Our dreams all intertwined with lies we’d told and lies we’d found She told me: “Honey, all is one” My blood ran cold with doubt Cause it’s not easy tripping with the one you love When every little feeling that you feel Is half as real, but twice as real And every word you say just goes away “Do you see the way the walls can breathe?” she might have said I might have told her “yes”, I might have thought “fuck no” instead Until indeed I watched the walls inhale and slowly fill And though outside the seasons seemed to change, the clocks were still We laughed until we cried our eyes out Clean over the hill Now, when at last the visions passed I noticed something strange Though we were more-or-less young as before, our love had aged No longer was my every word to her a song No longer did her gaze erase my every flaw I couldn’t say what happened, only that the trip was long Cause it’s not easy tripping with the one you love When every little feeling that you feel Is half as real, but twice as real And every word you say just goes away No, it’s not easy tripping with the one you love And every little feeling that you feel Is half as real, but twice as real And every word you say just goes away
3.
If you could see me now Through some kind of telepathic tube Just for a moment as I sit here in my room Could you see that I haven’t learned a thing? That I’m less young but as dumb as the day that you left me? Aw, do you receive me? A signal, an outline, the shape of my head? The glow of the screen that’s been warming my bed? The picture may scramble the truth that I hide That I’m less young but as dumb as the day that you left me Well, I’ve got myself some new duds And I’ve made myself some rules But don’t let that deceive you, baby I’m still the same old fool you knew Cause I can see you now Though I’m not sure I can handle the sight The arms of a stranger, the light in your eyes That’s making me wonder if I’m on your mind See? I’m less young but as dumb as the day that you left me
4.
When all our fighting’s done, you know I’ll always be someone who you can call When you’re feeling truly fuckin’ weird and alone Compartmentalizing should be easy now that you’re gone I’ll put to use the giant tupperwares you couldn’t fit into your zipcar Say a sweet goodbye to this last second or two Lean on into the Ending of Our Big Journey Blues You’ll never put your finger on exactly what’s wrong It doesn’t keep the time from moving along Sure as computers can fake love And born-to-haters can make love This wide highway survives us when we’re gone So save your time and spend it well Leaving freaks me more than any lyrics could tell I’ll see you someday in that special corner of hell Where people learn to live alone
5.
I’ve grown a pair and ripped a new one As fucked as it was un-fun Nights were long Shit not the minutes gifted to us We’re dying on the wrong bus Dying strong I thought that I could make a good pope Got harping on that brown-note Now I can smell that clearly I was wrong :(
6.
Glass House 04:01
No one had loved me with an email Until I read the one you wrote about a hundred years ago It blew my fingers off the keyboard It blew the buttons off my clothes Time out of touch can heal a headwound Time leaves us loners, one and all I grew a beard a mile long trying to sort out what to say Until the love had gone away So weird to feel it when I don’t know if someone’s on the other side Like how you can’t see out of a glass house with all of the lights on in the night And how you won’t know the moment that you’re gonna die until it’s time Don’t know if someone’s on the other side A long-ass time since all the emails stopped They still glow somewhere on my drive I wonder: are you still alive? I open one I kiss the ground I thank the lord They read so much less sweetly than before Just when I thought I’d mastered loneliness I get a midnight text from you Can someone tell me what to do? I can’t ignore it, can’t reply My eyes have adjusted to the light I wanna write you but I don’t know if someone’s on the other side Like how you can’t see out of a glass house with all of the lights on in the night And how you won’t know the moment that you’re gonna die until it’s time Don’t know if someone’s on the other side Don’t know if someone’s on the other side Whoa, no you can’t Can’t see out of a glass house with all of the lights on in the night And how you won’t know the moment that you’re gonna die until it’s time Can’t see out of a glass house in the night
7.
Elbow 03:57
Well, I barfed on my dress Now I’m barfing in the bathroom She sighs as she holds back my hair: “You’re a boy in a man-suit How on earth do I love you? And how can I leave you like this?” Lord, give an elbow to my heart! Sounds strange, but I need one tonight So it don’t break on the corners of this rigid love I’m too fuckin’ wasted to fight She puts a kiss on my forehead And walks over to the doorway I sigh; she’s seen my true face I’m no lover I’m no artist Just a drunk-man in a sundress On the floor, in a toilet’s embrace Lord, give an elbow to my heart! Sounds strange, but I need one tonight So it don’t break on the corners of this rigid love I’m too fuckin’ wasted to fight
8.
Laptop 04:36
My laptop glows like the moon It’s the only light in this shit-hole of a room It’s burning my eyes It’s burning my thighs And I don’t think I’ll ever shut it down Don’t leave me alone! Don’t turn off the show! Cause I don’t know if I’ll survive the silence How long has it been? (I’ll pretend I know what day it is) My laptop, it eases the time Between all the moments that make up real life The food in my bed The jars full of piss I never meant for you to see my like this But now that you’re here It’s nice, but it’s weird So lower yourself closer to my level You don’t have to leave Just keep talking to me Until I can fall asleep Oh, my laptop, it’s warm like the sun And in good time It’ll cool And grow And swallow this mess of mine It’s burning my eyes It’s burning my thighs But I know I won’t ever shut it down!
9.
Are you the only other one who could see all that shit on the wall? And are you the only one who believed a word I said at all? And at some point, a meat cleaver fell from the sky And split our shared existence in two There’s something about that you might not have known But it’s something that I always knew You could ask me, but you don’t I could tell you, but I won’t I’m just thinking… Some mornings I see my reflection and think: Lord, I’m fine in this vessel of mine Some mornings I seem to go days without thinking at all Time ran over me in the way that leaves so many Face-down and flattened for years Now my makeup’s a mess I can’t zip up my dress Don’t I look as confused as I feel? So daddies, be kind if your baby boys grow to be cowgirls Oh, daddies be cool if your baby boys grow to be cowgirls Show them the love they deserve And don’t ask them to change Cause a good heart can’t soften a hard mind And a hard mind can cause so much pain.
10.
When my mind blows And my sight goes And my heart stops keeping time And this golden bus I ride on finds the last stop on its line Will you be there waiting for me with my name on a cardboard sign? Will you walk me to my next bus? Will you board it by my side? Will I know which bus is mine, Lord? Will I know which bus is mine? Without you there as my guide, Lord Will I find this bus on time? I’ve got no ticket I can think of And I left my phone behind Will I know which bus is mine, Lord? Will I know which bus is mine, Lord? Will I know which bus is mine, Lord, when I arrive?

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released February 17, 2017

All words and music written and recorded at home by Douglas Poole, expect for Port Authority Hymn, with music written by Douglas Poole and Will Epstein.

Mixed and mastered by Jonathan Schenke.
Photos by Allison Grosso.
Design by EyeBodega.

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