Lyrics Walter M. Miller Jr. - End Of A Year

Walter M. Miller Jr.

The road is bleak
I learned firsthand
When hot gravel and sand burned the soles of my feet
Marrying age.
Home-owning age
Short straws for all involved
Enough bars for a cage
Warehouse work
I’ve been stocking shelves
I carry on I put you before myself
Pattern Pattern
Same dance of atoms
Same lame legs
Same hips to wag them
Politics, religion
Your life and your interests
I’d do just as well to not have to hear them
Walk ten years back to your shitty flat
Christmas bulbs the only lighting
My other age.
An irresponsible age
Hard calls for all involved
I tried to save face
Let’s be honest
I would serve us both better to walk straight
Into high traffic
Walk 8 years back to our shitty flat
Stark white walls and overhead lighting
A hard sell.
A high-rate
A hot time.
A cold grave
The road is bleak
I learned firsthand
When hot gravel and sand burned the soles of my feet
Marrying age.
Home-owning age
Short straws for all involved
Enough bars for a cage
Warehouse work
I’ve been stocking shelves
I carry on I put you before myself