Black Jeep by The Drew Thomson Foundation

I was laying in the backseat
of your brother's brand new black jeep
well, I’d never felt so boring
bleeding into upholstery
I was calling you all night from
the only payphone I could find
while the snow was coming thin and light
then it started coming thick and blind
and I guess I will never know and you don’t want to say

just when I need something to believe in
you seem to find your way right back to me

I was living my life sideways
I couldn’t get up on a good day
comfortable in the blasé
a pallet of black and blue and grey
what’s the point of all this?
the subtle art of indifference
pushing back on life’s lessons
leaning into the resistance

just when I need something to believe in
you seem to find your way right back to me

• Acoustic
• Rock
• folk
• indie pop
• indie rock
• pop rock
• Hamilton