This old neighborhood’s a new frontier With keys to stolen vans as souvenirs Getting well-acquainted with our partially obstructed view from here Cheap crystal clear Seven windows in the living room They say that this could last til May or June The days all run together, take forever but they disappear so soon Yes they do And it’s a lot to get through and even more to get around Add it up and calculate the weight Of intangible forces tying airplanes to the ground And if that don’t seem right, that’s cause it ain’t Sister’s in Virginia skipping stones Justin’s in the District safe at home Sammy’s back out west I guess, about to bring a life into the world And every time I cough my mind just sprints Towards panic dreams of plastic presidents Wincing through the night to greet the morning with a sweat-soaked nervous laugh How bout that? And it’s a lot to get through and even more to get around Inherited a cross to bear so great Of intangible forces turning profits off of pain And if that don’t seem right, that’s cause it ain’t I saw the landing lights blink Morse code on the water Cries for help in bursts of ones and twos If certainty is tied to all the tropes we’re taught to honor We’ve got some great unlearning left to do.
maxwell stern Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Hailing from the post-industrial shores of Cleveland, OH, Maxwell Stern has been writing music and touring since the early 2000s. He has released a slew of LPs and 7"s, and has played shows pretty much everywhere including an abandoned restaurant in Wyoming, a mall in China, several squats in Germany and a pretty nice bookstore in Australia. He is definitely not the person writing this.
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