as apart of "Our Friends Are Yours" Compilation
produced/mixed/mastered: Stephen Kerr
artwork: Code D'Amico
the ground feels warm on my feet.
my eyes strain to see properly.
i can hear the highway in the distance.
and I know how far to the closest exit, to the fastest way out of here.
we'll drive until the road gives out,
till the car breaks down.
until we fall off the map and cant go back.
until we become lateral.
drawing lines inside of my window
left, right, i don't care where we go
i can see fire rising hillside
and i know how far to the closest rest site, we're getting no sleep tonight
when there is no place left to go, you might as well stay.
just stay, ok