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Woman In Rust
02:35
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Oh that night you locked me out on the street
I was rueful and anxious
Went stumbling along with a buck in my palm
To tip a bartender thankless
Mumbling drunk through a sea of words
I was searching for purpose
The night was alive and young
But the air still burned like a furnace
Tried to find the door
Where my old man came of age in Sacramento
Took a rest at a store with a red tile floor
Bought some warm green Jello
There’s a woman in rust
Collecting change for a bus to get her home
She’s a bit uneasy
But don’t mind the feeling of being alone
I’m tired and aimlessly roam
There’s nowhere I’m looking to go
I just follow the lines of the road
I follow the lines of the road
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2. |
Cal
04:16
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At a dive on the hill with Noah
He's a friend I'll take to the end
Sipping beers talking records and women
And the hours wasted on them
Start thinking about a girl from Ohio
And the night she showed me some skin
Fell asleep on the floor of her bedroom
Though her sheets were calling me in
Cal
I know we haven't talked in a while
I haven't seen your face in three years
Somehow it's hard to pick up the dial
It's so easy to disappear
Cal
Drove that long road up the mountain
In the town where we gave up the ghost
Got as far along as your doorstep
Before my conscious told me to go
Cal
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3. |
Dearborn
05:09
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We’re up late on the deck
Sunburned on our necks
Smoking straights In the glow of the porchlight
I’ve been toying around with a quick ride into town
Thinking I’d find her with her girls
At the Redwood or the Twilight
But I’m warm and I’m round
And content on sipping down
This watery brown with a blood cherry sinking
Lost my keys in the creases and folds of the couch
And I don’t feel much like driving
Or leaving anyhow
There’s a fire tonight
Nearby that burns so bright
Seemed like days those sirens were singing
I lay out on the lawn where the dew had settled on
To be still
And calm my thinking
It’s hard to feel alive sometimes
When nothing seems enough to keep my satisfied
On the way up to my room
The faces blurry now and so askew
I swear I felt the whole world move
The fairweathered had gone
When I passed out cold and long
In my shoes and Goodwill jacket
It’s late enough for the robin’s hungry song
And the humming tides
Of traffic
Around noon I awake
To the mailman’s weary groan
My body’s sore and my will is sinking
My shift starts soon but my mind is numb like stone
Still choking back whatever
I’d been drinking
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4. |
New Year
03:51
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Last call had come and gone
And we're the last ones at the party
When the band starts up a song
Oh the way she moves her body
I'm head over heels
She's the only thing that's real
I forget to ask her name
I forget to tie the tether
She embarks at the refrain
So I stumble chasing after
On the way to the car
Cannons in the dark
She fades into light
She fades into morning
Alone on the pier
Nothing for me here
As Saturday night
Fades into Sunday
A year begins again
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5. |
Old Friend
03:57
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It’s been so long since the last time I saw you
I think it was the winter of ‘04
You were playing songs you wrote
For Francis and Orlando
At your apartment on the kitchen floor
I don’t know why I can’t find the time to call you
Don’t know where or why things went so wrong
I miss our late night beer runs in the summer
Watching Die Hard
And drinking with your mom
Old friend where have you gone?
I hear your sister is keeping the child
Heard you hitched up with that Swedish girl
I wish I’d been there
When your old man cashed his chips in
Wish I’d been around to make you smile
Old friend it’s been awhile
Let’s grab a drink and talk it over
Raise a glass to better years getting older
It’s such a chore to make amends
We’ve been waiting too long
Don’t matter who was right or wrong
Old friend where have you gone?
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6. |
Cowen
02:46
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7. |
I Was A King
03:24
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I was a dreamer
With a plan for the world
A golden child
With sails unfurled
With a vision
I made a promise to myself
I’d get a house and a dog and a girl
And all would be well
I’d be a king
I’d be a king to everyone
I’d stay honest
Keep my head on the ground
I'd like here all my life
Never a stranger to the town
I’d light a fire
When your hands were getting cold
I’d skip the punchline
When the joke had gotten old
I’d be a king
I’d be a king to everyone
And they all would know my name
Five in the morning
Wake up feeling like a mess
The house is dark and cold
I lost my job like the rest
Make some breakfast
Spill some coffee on my chest
I break the kettle
Slam the door, leave the nest
I was ashamed
My head was in flames
I’d never be the king
Never the king I thought I’d be
To anyone
You or me
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8. |
State Route 27
05:26
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I’ve been driving all night
Out on State Route 27
Slugging on a bottle of wine
From the south hill 7-Eleven
And I’ve got Big Star blaring
Eyes out for cops in the mirror
I turn off my headlights
To get high from the fear
I don’t know where I’m going
Out here the world looks sedate
Cruising down the highway
In my dad’s old Chevrolet
Make my way past the hideout
Where the kids go to get high
Post Rocky Horror picture show
Dressed up like Furtur’s Golden Boy
And I drive over twin bridges
Still love the smell of my street
I’m homesick for a feeling
That won’t quit me or retreat
Someday I think I’ll move back here
And buy a hosue for dirt cheap
Settle down, grow old and be dug
In the ground next to Dorothy and Pete
Nothing’s the same but this still feels just like home
I’ll haunt the bars with Nathan
We’ve been buds since thirteen
He’s still making me laugh
Until I can barely breathe
Someday this weight will be lifted
Someday I’ll finally sleep
Someday I’ll make some sense of it all
In this worn out driver’s seat
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