Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In Salida, artist - Amy Speace. Album song How to Sleep in a Stormy Boat, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 27.05.2013
Record label: Amy Speace, CRS
Song language: English
In Salida |
Once upon a recent time |
With days to kill and a long long drive |
The detour to where he once was mine |
I found myself back in Salida. |
There was a man with eyes like the sea |
The green and gold of summer weed |
Who held his heart between his teeth |
There was a man who once chose me |
Brick fall in at the back of the bar |
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like a river folded arms |
His arrow stare tore me apart |
Off my course broke both our hearts |
But the second time around |
We held each other underground |
In the shadows of the city lights |
My ring-burnt skin his covered eyes |
Like a dream that rolls down hill |
We tumbled headfirst as we spilled |
Still we tried to hold on to the wind |
I never saw him again. |
Now with time to spare and a borrowed car, |
Skin tight aggrieving heart |
From another love, another time, |
I retraced the steps I’d left behind |
Went back to that mountain town, |
I whispered his name to the threatening clouds, |
Trying to conjure up that underground |
Afraid to speak his name out loud |
It was a place where time had slowed |
Now its cafes are vintage clothes |
And I knew who I’d come here to let go, |
And left long ago. |
We tasted then the desire and rage |
Like actors on off-Broadway, |
This time I knew more was at stake |
Alone I chased regret and age |
I tried to trap them in my songs |
But always got the timing wrong |
So now I’m chasing down where I belong |
To pay my dues before I’m gone |
Chasing all the untied ends |
I’m chasing them down so they blurring blend into one great love |
I’ll make amends and pull back from the edge again |
And heal the thing that stuck and broke |
The knot it’s always in my throat |
A country on the verge of an overthrow |
Rusted belly of a sunken boat |
And in the last light of that winter’s day |
I lit a match and I watched the flames |
From the biggest fire that I could make |
Made a coyote breath, a river. |
The Hudson Line, the … |
The Cumberland, the Arkansas, traveled a long way from Tennessee |
To settle this free. |
Once upon a recent time |
With days to kill and a long long drive |
The detour to where he once was mine |
I found myself back in Salida, |
In Salida |
In Salida |