Windburn
While this isn’t next in line as far as songs I am writing, I really like these lyrics. I have another one that should be done by the end of the weekend, but until then have a preview of what could come in another couple of weeks.
Windburn
There I wish I wasn’t in the back of this car
Too cold to breath, to sleep because I’m tired
Mixing smells of cold air and the back of your head
No reason to be here but I can pretend
The newsprint conjures memories
Expended effort to learn my speech
Clearer extractions from the sound
The bluegrass clouds the new world beat
Driving used to smooth over the world
Just by changing on which ground I stood
For who and where do I understand?
The night air tries to penetrate your layers
I see the things that no one else would want
Here I feel I cannot let it go again
I could read the plates but now you’re distant
All these dissipating memories
Ring less true now than they did back then
Like telemarket existence ringing through
Said enough but nothing rings true
Driving used to smooth over the world
Just by changing on which ground I stood
For who and where do I understand?
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