Tennessee from Lane Hall by Fictional Name

I drove to Tennessee just to see if you’re around. I couldn't read the image on the ultrasound. Can you meet me? Meet me halfway? Meet me after work, take a half day. I'm not even close to the guy I used to be. I own so many books that I'll never read. ***Home, Sara, come home. Lie down on your foam. Say my name again - surrendering end. I drove to Tennessee just to see if you’re here. The road is lonely and full of fear. I came all this way just to see if you're free. You're not even close to who you used to be. I can't think of this anymore. Take a look, open the door *** I drove to Tennessee just to be clear: we don't know what to do here. Go run into the water. Go think about your daughter. We don't know what to do here. We don't know what to do. ***

• Punk
• diy
• indie rock
• post-punk
• Bethlehem