Track 4 of the EP Still Standing · 2023
Side B of a Mixtape Summer
“I found a tape in the glovebox with her handwriting on the side, Side B, for the long drive. I played it until the tape gave out.”
slow rock · nostalgic rock · mixtape song · 3:59
Lyrics
Found a tape in the glovebox with her handwriting on the side Side B, for the long drive, in blue ink, underlined The cassette's got a crackle and the label's gone to gray But the first chord hits like summer on a faded Sunday She picked every song for me Like she knew where I would be Flip it over, play it slow, side B of a summer long ago Every song a mile marker, every verse a window down Rewind it, let it run, I can still feel that sun Side B of a mixtape summer, and I'm homeward bound There's a song she taped from the radio, the DJ talking through the start I used to hate that voice, now it's the best part And a gap of silent hiss where she must have changed her mind Some things you leave unsaid, some things you leave behind She picked every song for me Like she knew where I would be Flip it over, play it slow, side B of a summer long ago Every song a mile marker, every verse a window down Rewind it, let it run, I can still feel that sun Side B of a mixtape summer, and I'm homeward bound The last song is a lullaby, she hummed along in the end You can hear her laugh, and then the tape runs out again I never wrote her back, but I never lost the tune Some love is made of cassette hiss and August afternoons Flip it over, play it slow, side B of a summer long ago Every song a mile marker, every verse a window down Rewind it, let it run, I can still feel that sun Side B of a mixtape summer, and I'm homeward bound Side B, and I'm homeward bound