Listening to this song reminds me of Baltimore, and riding in the minivan with Britt, Jane and Gaurav, and of all the pretty trees and wilderness that surrounded the highway. Of the wind blowing and being a little stoned and laughing. Listening to it now kind of makes me sad and lonely and wishing I could go back in time.
Our brothers and brethren Baby Birds are on tour. Go buy them a soda.
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