I tumbled out of Gateshead / It was a lazy afternoon / I put the pedal down for southbound / Beneath an early rising moon / And I ended up in Durham / Standing underneath the rain / Sometimes the whole world is a city / Where no one knows your name (Jeffrey Foucault)

Let’s be still, be still for awhile / There’s no place I wanna be / Lose our way and sit side by side / Passing time so carelessly, so carelessly (Yo La Tengo)

Oh darling, when it’s you I see in headlights, driving down the golden highway / And salvation in the beauty of some brace / And the deer is gone without me to the valley of surrender / There is still another world along it’s tracks / But there’s that sign up to a hill to […]