This song originally written in Seattle 21 July 93. Based on some rough on-location recordings of an idea that developed during a very memorable recent drive across West Virginia. This version recorded in 2008.
lyrics
Alone on a road, out in the green time
I lost my mind like a worn out suitcase
Contents were slipping, like ideas and bills to pay
Under the wheels
Speeding on pink asphalt roses
And what could prepare me for the sight of you
West Virginia, your hair wrapped around your throat
Like a tourniquet, and rain falling from your eye
Who were you then, and where are you now
Ages like petals and yellow lines on the turnpike
Who were we then, and where are we now
Age is like petals and yellow line on the turnpike
And if your lips weren’t so blue
And if you spoke to me that way
Like we met before, with more
Than goodbye to say
Hypnotic and texturally dense post-punk wound around elemental grooves from Vulture Feather, featuring members of Wilderness. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 13, 2023