All these people don't know me, their just sewing up my seems
every morning wake to see, another day I must complete
Little tears cover my jeans and all the rips that no one sees
thread by thread follows my feet until I'm naked in the street
I'm dizzy, I'm threading
de-threading, like I'm a spinning top
I'm a book I cannot read, I'm a bird that binds it's beak
I'm not a man, I'm just me and I'm not quite sure what that means
shoe untied, you're pointing at my lace
socks not matched, you tell me I'm a basket case
I don't mind because you're not looking at my face
and you can't tell how high I am at the break of day
The former frontman of the Pains of Being Pure at Heart lets loose with a passionate, Dylan-esque record full of razor-sharp lyricism. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 2, 2021