From the album Object Permanence by Mutts
I made my way back home from Each New Place
I’ve seen so many things – and they’re still stuck on my face
I ain’t gonna lie I’ve changed, but what is there to do?
I just want my coffee, my paper, my lover, my dreams and my home teams, my brothers and mother, my car, corner bar, tree-lined avenue, but they’ve all changed too… Lyrics | Video | Instrumental | MP3