Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Legacy of Sadness, artist - Ron Pope. Album song Bone Structure, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 05.03.2020
Record label: Brooklyn Basement
Song language: English
Legacy of Sadness |
Wildflowers grow along the fence line |
In this «better keep the meter running"life |
Beautiful and purple in the sunlight |
Trying to put down roots 'cause it’s their right |
I know some may say they’re weeds but I’m not bothered |
Nothing delicate like that lasts very long |
Just 'cause you were not invited to the party |
Don’t mean you can’t dance when they put on your song |
It’s been a great lake summer |
Busted taillights out on fifty-five |
Windows open, headed south to Pontiac all night |
This legacy of sadness that’s in my people |
Reservations like the color of my eyes |
Yeah it’s harder to pretend, but we survive |
Inheritance don’t have to be a treasure |
Cruelty in the bathroom mirror light |
Misery you carry like an anchor |
That was meant to keep you from drifting with the tides |
Irrational as it may seem, I guess I’m sorry |
Even though I know that none of it’s my fault |
It is easier for me to count my blessings |
Than to cry for every single thing we’ve lost |
It’s been a great lake summer |
Busted taillights out on fifty-five |
Windows open, headed south to Pontiac all night |
This legacy of sadness that’s in my people |
Reservations like the color of my eyes |
Yeah it’s harder to pretend, but we survive |
I ran to Baltimore, I could run to Rome |
I have run most everywhere, but nothing ever feels like home |
When I get to California, I will kiss her poison lips |
And reach the logical conclusion, then I’ll turn and run again |
It’s been a great lake summer |
Busted taillights out on fifty-five |
Windows open, headed south to Pontiac all night |
This legacy of sadness that’s in my people |
Reservations like the color of my eyes |
I could lie to you, but I won’t waste your time |
Yeah it’s harder to pretend, but we survive |
Yeah… |