No hope for fucking in the gutter,
Making comrades with the loudest noise,
Or the girl with her hair in tiers,
Turns business men to business boys
I was told to take precautions, but the knowledge went unheeded
If there's wisdom in your bones it will tell you all that's needed
Metal shavings in your arms line the gaps between your fingerprints,
Exhaustion starves all of your dreams, but passion is intrisic
Still, am I to be contented by expressions of indifferenece?
Am I to be contented by this?
I will not be contested frightened
When liberty kills ability,
I want clarity
Destroy false divinity
So Papa took his gun, and he threw it in the backyard pond
Said "Son, if you want to seal your fate,
then fish it out when you are done."
I took it to face value, and now I will call this place home
Even though we've killed all our facades,
I'll chase this dream and not the rope.
Still, am I to be contented by expressions of indifference?
On “Meet Me By the River,” Dawn Landes’s self-described “Nashville record,” buoyant country melodies settle deep into lush instrumentation. Bandcamp New & Notable May 7, 2018