Written in Mike's dorm in February 2010, during snowmageddon.


Whoever said April’s the cruelest month,
He forgot to mention all the others
So let’s forgive his mistakes now
And then we’ll add in all of our favorites

And yeah, I know I talk a lot about my personal disasters,
But if you wanted a wasteland,
You would’ve been better off in December

Welcome to hell, the sign should read,
Everything in this town is either brittle or breaking
Like it’s been sighing under pressure for years
Because the sky’s been leaning in way too closely
And now it’s the same color gray as the dirty snow
That we’ve been shoving to the sides of the roads

And we’ll calm down by singing songs about Texas,
Even though we’ve never even been to the state line.
We’ll come up with code names and a language
We’ll come up gasping for air

When the roots collect snow, the leaves are gone
The world forgets how to grow
Oh, the humanity of it all
And maybe when the snow melts away, somewhere you’ll find me lying in the wreckage
Weeds growing around my ankles, flowers bloom in sunlight

But Fingernails can only dig so far through the dirt
So manifest destiny will take me through to the surface
And if winter couldn’t leave fast, fast enough
We’re on a slippery slope back to summer

You could ask anyone and they’d tell you the same thing
It’s all about momentum


from Forget​-​Me​-​Now, released September 14, 2010
Mike Radack - Vocals, guitars, bass
Brendan Ryan - guitars
Nat Hartten - drums




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