Where’s the peanut butter?!

The new Weakerthans album is coming soon. One of the songs is a followup to what is easily one of my favorite songs by them - Plea from a Cat Named Virtute - and it goes like this:

Virtute the Cat Explains Her Departure - The Weakerthans

It had something to do with the rain
Leeching, loamy dirt
And the way the back lane came alive
Half-moon whispered ‘go’
For a while I heard you
Missing steps in the street
And your anger pleading
in an uncertain key
Singing the sound that you found for me

When the winter took the tips of my ears
Found this noisy home
full of pigeons and places to hide
and when the voices died
I emerged to watch abandoned machines
waiting for their men to return
I remember the way
I would wait for you
to arrive with kibble
and a box full of beer
How I scratched the empties
desperate to hear
you make the sound that you found for me

After scrapping with the ferals
and the tabby
let you brush my matted fur
How I’d knead into your chest
while you were sleeping
The shallow breathing made me purr

But I can’t remember
the sound that you found for me
I can’t remember
the sound that you found for me
I can’t remember
the sound

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