Truly, there is no place like home. When the going gets tough and we get lost, what better place to find ourselves again than in the places we consider the safest. No matter how far we'll go, we'll always come home.
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My first steps, first kiss, first beer, and first tears,
Memories up North.
Yeah, I’m going home I guess.
She wants to tag along, sayin’, “We need this.”
Hanging out, sipping slow.
Moving on and on and on.
Valley girl (singing in the sun).
Not caring at all (lazy days).
In sleep we trust (rest our eyes).
A 12-hour drive back to Rizal.
Let’s take the bed outside my room,
And lie downstairs where the wind’s cool.
’Cause it’s far from December,
and summer seems forever
But, Tuguegarao heals wounds,
So I’ll lay my head there soon.
Takes me back to my high school classroom during the days of binging Inio Asano's old manga scanlations before anything was licensed. At that time, I was discovering many kinds of Asian shoegaze, but I've never heard anything like this. Makes me think of Pasteboard, Supecar, and Midnight Pingpong a bit, and it's funny bc the first two I listen have blue album covers too. Lu