Uploaded June 2025 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
Ayoooooo! I hope everyone is having a swell June.
I've been living in NYC for almost eight years and next week I'm moving out! Hitting the road. Going nomadic. I'm so stoked for this next adventure and am eternally grateful to all of you for supporting my dream and allowing this to happen.
Much, much love,
Andrew
Lyrics:
Well I’d like to be the staircase next to the escalator
The end page after the publicator
The promise made by the record label
So empty
Oh yes I’d like to be the harvest made in the dead of winter
The mind of a man who’s a true beginner
The threats of parents who love their children
So empty
Well I’d like to be lonely
A little less city more country
Head like static of a T.V.
And eyes full of nothing but the oak trees
So tell me tell me tell me
Would you come see
I think we’d look good a little empty
Oh and you know we’re only twenty
Something telling me we need to leave
Oh I’d like to be the hands of the players behind the winner
The lawns of campus when exams are given
A voicemail sent from an auto system
So empty
Could you tell that my mind is racing without a finish
A checkered flag would be a great decision
I think it’s time that I chase the feeling
And go empty
Well I’d like to be lonely
A little less city more country
Head like static of a T.V.
And eyes full of nothing but the oak trees
So tell me tell me tell me
Would you come see
I think we’d look good a little empty
Oh and you know we’re only twenty
Something telling me we need to leave
Ayoooooo! I hope everyone is having a swell June.
I've been living in NYC for almost eight years and next week I'm moving out! Hitting the road. Going nomadic. I'm so stoked for this next adventure and am eternally grateful to all of you for supporting my dream and allowing this to happen.
Much, much love,
Andrew
Lyrics:
Well I’d like to be the staircase next to the escalator
The end page after the publicator
The promise made by the record label
So empty
Oh yes I’d like to be the harvest made in the dead of winter
The mind of a man who’s a true beginner
The threats of parents who love their children
So empty
Well I’d like to be lonely
A little less city more country
Head like static of a T.V.
And eyes full of nothing but the oak trees
So tell me tell me tell me
Would you come see
I think we’d look good a little empty
Oh and you know we’re only twenty
Something telling me we need to leave
Oh I’d like to be the hands of the players behind the winner
The lawns of campus when exams are given
A voicemail sent from an auto system
So empty
Could you tell that my mind is racing without a finish
A checkered flag would be a great decision
I think it’s time that I chase the feeling
And go empty
Well I’d like to be lonely
A little less city more country
Head like static of a T.V.
And eyes full of nothing but the oak trees
So tell me tell me tell me
Would you come see
I think we’d look good a little empty
Oh and you know we’re only twenty
Something telling me we need to leave
