Out of my brain
Reading “Night” on a train
If your pain don’t exist
It’s invented

I swear that it’s true
It could happen to you
If you save all your cash 
And don’t spend it

It’s in your sorry eyes
You thought you knew me well
But I’m American, man
And you just can’t tell

And New York’s so small
I’m as surprised as you
I am in pieces now
I don’t know what to do

I ran above ground
From that subway sound
Got sick near a choir of children

I put all my trust 
In an M60 Bus
But nerves run my life
I can’t kill them

It’s in your sorry eyes
You thought you knew me well
But I’m American, man
And you just can’t tell

And New York’s so small
I’m as surprised as you
I am in pieces now
I don’t know what to do

M60 Bus

“Wooden Cave -- easily one of the best, if not the best album of this horrifying year so far -- does what so many of the best albums do. It creates a unique artistic statement that's a pleasure to hear from start to finish but includes plenty of ugly truths and harsh realities. Matt Longo isn't immune to the horrors of the world, but he knows how to wrap them up in gorgeous, lush, sophisticated songs.”
-Chris Ingalls, PopMatters (9/10)

“That Thin Lear album is amazing.”
-Robin Hilton, NPR Music