lyrics
She is sitting there upon the ledge
Throwing rocks into the river, the river
And she is sitting there upon the docks
Throwing rocks into the river, the river
She aims her weapons at the leaves
She aims for me, she aims to please
She aims her face towards the sea
She aims for me, she aims to please
The tracks, the blacktop, the cracks, the backdrop
The blood, the sweat, the late night train stop
Ankles ache and blisters bleed
Miles and miles on these two feet
The songs we sang, the words we wrote
The lonely man in the paint stained coat
I'm moving fast, you're standing still
The hasty man with a two dollar bill
The fish we caught, the poles we brought
The big mistake that brought us to the river
Our socks got soaked, our faith revoked
All the faith we put into the river
The tracks, the blacktop, the cracks, the backdrop
The blood, the sweat, the late night train stop
Ankles ache and blisters bleed
Miles and miles on these two feet
She is sitting there upon the ledge
Throwing rocks into the river, the river
And she is sitting there upon the docks
Throwing rocks into the river, the river
credits
from
Flannel Cozy Nights (no! no! YES!),
released November 14, 2010
Andrew Adams - acoustic bass guitar, glockenspiel
John Getschmann - vocals, guitar
Paul Cherewick - vocals, banjo, recorder
Music: Paul Cherewick; John Getschmann
Lyrics: Paul Cherewick; John Getschmann
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