I wish I could dig my way into the ground and up again, swallow all my pride and insecure thoughts bugging me in my damn head, so I could see your face just one more time before you forget who I am
The days seem to repeat themselves like you repeat sentences, and I wish I could feel the way I did hating long distances again
Baltimore indie-rock duo Wye Oak explore the thrills and fears of new romance in this dreamy, saxophone-flecked indie jam. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 22, 2020