we sat on the porch again
looking out at the neighbors house
as they’re watching their tv
you said it was the perfect length
to figure it all out
did you figure it all out?
now when i’m sitting alone
am i better off?
look at your phone
then turn and scoff
cracked blue paint
chipped just like our hearts
as we drove across the country
when things all went south
we came home early then
saw you at the post office
made me feel different how
do you feel different now?
we smoked our last cigarette
i know it’s something i won't regret
we took it in to the filter until the end
five years slide down the drain
and i sweep off the porch off again
so empty;
is that drain so empty?
and now that you’re on your own
you got your other half
was it something to hold?
or just something to have
i’m sick of thinking about it
the way i wanted it to stay
back when it started we thought we were so lucky
it’s not lucky
now i sit on the porch again
and look at the street lights through rain
wonder what they look like where you are
From L.A. comes the latest from post-rock outfit bondo, with tendrils of spindly guitar snaking through arid percussion. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 4, 2023