Comes in a hand screen printed, numbered, recycled cardboard gatefold. Limited edition of 50 copies.
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edition of 50
Old man, I'll always wish I could know you better. but it’s too late now you’re already gone. Old man, I've been wanting to write this letter. Your stomach turned and ate itself, you're lost and gone. It’s getting late. It’s too late now. You’re gone out of my reach don’t know if you can hear my words, my apologies. So I scream 'till I can't speak every night hoping you’ll hear me. Is it too late? Been having trouble, searching for some kind of pulse. Out of breath, hardly holding. Doing my best day by day, making something from the mess I am. I've been struggling just to stand up, make my voice heard, make you feel proud, let you know that I’m still around. So I scream till I can’t speak every night, hoping you’ll hear me. Is it too late? I hope it’s never too late. I hope it’s never too late to make up for all the wrong I've done.
I remember when I was young... For your birthday we gave you pictures of your father. I never understood the look in your eye, until long after. With what I know now I wish I could go back and tell you how sorry I am. You were selfless, when all I could be was selfish, and I hope you know that I’m sorry. And I hope you know I never meant wrong.