Track 5 of the album Back Together and Barely in Tune · 2026
Moving Day with the Windows Down
“We loaded the van at dawn and left the empty house behind. It's a hopeful song with a lump in the throat.”
folk rock · dreamy folk rock · hopeful jangle · 3:33
Lyrics
We loaded up the van at dawn The old house empty, the lawn mown The landlord waved from the kitchen door Said good luck, boys, and don't come back for more Of my coffee, of my cold, of my rules Moving day with the windows down Leaving the little green house in the little brown town Every memory folded in a cardboard box The road is a river and we're out of locks Sing it loud, sing it free Wherever we go, that's where we'll be Moving day with the windows down Nothing left to hold us to the ground The twelve-string rides in the back with the bags A mattress strapped up with tattered rags Photos pinned on the window seat Faded, a little salty, a little sweet Of the nights we thought we'd never leave Moving day with the windows down Leaving the little green house in the little brown town Every memory folded in a cardboard box The road is a river and we're out of locks Sing it loud, sing it free Wherever we go, that's where we'll be Moving day with the windows down Nothing left to hold us to the ground Mile by mile, the past gets small Smaller than a postcard on the wall Brighter is the sky ahead Fill the van with songs instead Moving day with the windows down Leaving the little green house in the little brown town Every memory folded in a cardboard box The road is a river and we're out of locks Sing it loud, sing it free Wherever we go, that's where we'll be Moving day with the windows down Nothing left to hold us to the ground Windows down, windows down Nothing left to hold us to the ground