This is the only track on this record that I didn't write. Several years ago, in Kentucky i believe, my old band just happened to get thrown on a show with another touring band, Endless Mike and the Beagle Club. They opened their set with this song and we all (the tide and farewell flight) loved it so much that we gave them some of our set time so they could play it again. I've been dragging this song around with me ever since. Ive played Mr. Millers Opus so many times that it feels like one of my own, and with the gracious permission of the man himself (Mike Miller) I am thrilled to present it as part of my album.
lyrics
I wear the same clothes for days at a time
I've got the weight of a washing machine on my mind
with the whole world bouncing around inside of it
And as I talk about doomsday and bands
Letting this chance of a lifetime slip through my hands
and land on the floor by the bed that I'm lying in
I'm having trouble with sleeping again
I turn to the stack of books that all my friends recommend
But I can't even focus on the lines let alone what's between them
So I surrender and watch some tv
And just feel ashamed of myself for giving in to complacency
breaking the three packs a day mark, days ago
And I finally paid off the van then i got
A new car with better gas mileage than the van got
Cause I know I'm financing a war fought for greed and bravado
I know where my taxes go
While my taxes know nothing about me
My roommate's boyfriend's a nice enough guy
But still I dread when he's here and I have to say hi
Even though our conversation never goes on much beyond that
I don't know when I first got this way
Seems like I used to be someone with something to say
But for the first time in my life I feel more lonely than anything
Cause I know people my age with children
And I know people my age with husbands and wives
Even more people my age with high paying jobs
Even more people my age with miserable lives
So its they that I take shelter under
And not let laundry nor loan payments ever put me under
And help me be happy inside of these four smoke stained walls
Waiting for someone to call
As I'm waiting to just disappear
credits
from Nothing Nice To Say,
released August 14, 2017
Written By Mike Miller (Care of Endless Mike and the Beagle Club)
Jason Bryant - Timpani Drums, Vocals
Derek Dile - Acoustic Guitar, Sleigh Bells, Vocals
Marshal Evens - Vocals
Brad Hastings – Trombone
Jake Lubbers – Trumpet
Josh Morgan – Concert Bass Drum, Cymbals
Rob Reid – Vocals
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