The Wonder Years have followed up 2008's Christmas At 22 with their first new festive tune in 13 years, Threadbare.
With the festive season on the way, Philly pop-punk legends The Wonder Years are getting in the spirit with a beautiful new Christmas song, Threadbare.
The track arrives over a decade since their last original Christmas number, 2008's Christmas At 22, with the band writing: "For the first time in 13 years, we’ve written a new Christmas song. It’s called Threadbare."
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The Wonder Years haven't released a new album since 2018's Sister Cities, but vocalist Dan Campbell did recently share his first proper solo release (away from Aaron West And The Roaring Twenties): Other People's Lives.
"For me, and I’m sure for many of you, the last 18 months have been the hardest I can remember, mentally and emotionally," the singer explained. "A lot of it felt like one long, grey spiral and I stayed afloat, in part, by writing these songs for and about other people. It gave me purpose and structure and connection when I badly needed it."
Anyway, while we continue to listen to that and await more news from TWY, listen to Threadbare below:
Check out the lyrics:
On a crowded stretch of highway, we’re counting all the cars – the red ones vs the green ones, by the headlights, in the dark.
We pull into the driveway. I see fragments of my heart through the warm glow of the windows, spilling light onto the lawn.
I’m so aware of your silhouette – the shape of your face and the shadow cast.
All the fingers hanging lifeless. Fists balled up in my gloves. It’s another mild winter, but l still feel them going numb.
Jill smiles as I walk in. There’s a quiet sort of hum. Finally home after a long year. The house radiating love.
I’m so aware of your bassinet – you’re half awake being carried in.
I’m feeling worn, feeling threadbare like the sleeves of my sweater.
I watch the light grow thinner and disappear.
When I think of December, I always think of Mae and her house on Erdenheim where everyone I love felt safe.
I drive past it every Christmas. I’m gonna buy it some day. Anyone who needs to could always stay.
I’m feeling worn, feeling threadbare like the sleeves of my sweater.
I watch the light grow thinner and disappear.
I’m feeling worn, feeling threadbare like the sleeves of my sweater
And the days only get longer from here.
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