Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song This Year, artist - Shearwater. Date of issue: 17.03.2014
Song language: English
This Year |
| I broke free on a Saturday morning |
| I put the pedal to the floor |
| I headed off on Mill’s avenue |
| And listen to the engine roar |
| My broken house behind me |
| And good things ahead |
| A girl named Cathy wants a little of my time |
| Six cylinders underneath the hood |
| Crashing and kicking |
| I listen to that engine whine |
| I am going to make it through this year if it kills me |
| I am going to make it through this year if it kills me |
| I played video-games in a drunken haze |
| I was seventeen years young |
| When my knuckles punching the machines |
| Taste of scotch rich on my tongue |
| And then Cathy showed up, we hung out |
| Trading swigs from the bottle of bitter and clean |
| Locking eyes, holding hands |
| Twin high-maintenance machines |
| And I am going to make it through this year if it kills me |
| I am going to make it through this year if it kills me |
| I drove home in the California dusk |
| I could feel the alcohol inside me hum |
| Pictured the look on my stepfather’s face |
| I was ready for the bad things to come |
| I down-shifted as I pulled into the driveway |
| The motor screaming out, stuck in second gear |
| The scene ends badly, as you might imagine |
| In a cavalcade of anger and fear |
| And there will be feasting and dancing in Jerusalem next year |
| And I am going to make it through this year if it kills me |
| I am going to make it through this year if it kills me |
| If it kills me |