Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Arkadelphia, artist - Waxahatchee. Date of issue: 28.03.2021
Song language: English
Arkadelphia |
| I lose my grip, I drive out far |
| Past fireworks at the old trailer park |
| And folding chairs, American flags |
| Selling tomatoes at five bucks a bag |
| When she was young, she kept to herself |
| Now she regrets sending me straight to Hell |
| She kissed my cheek, she touched my skin |
| She said «you're just as stupid as I was back then» |
| If I burn out like a lighbulb |
| They’ll say «she wasn’t meant for that life» |
| They’ll put it all in a capsule and save it for a dark night |
| When we were kids, free as the air |
| With a violence craving to turn up somewhere |
| A tap dancer, a memorized number |
| An avalanche of the deep red clay earth |
| When it got bad, Arkadelphia Road |
| I couldn’t cry, I just pick up the load |
| And feign a strength, try to force your hand |
| But you leave a promise wherever it may land |
| If you get real close to the ending |
| I hope you know I did what I could |
| We try to give it all meaning |
| Glorify the grain of the wood |
| Tell ourselves what’s beautiful and good |
| I hold on tight, come in from far |
| I watch the baby run around the yard |
| Get lonely for what I’ll never know |
| Losing the thread of a story, overtold |
| If we luck out, free as the air |
| With an unrest craving to spill everywhere |
| We’ll weigh what’s good and get real old |
| Keep driving straight searching for a heart of gold |
| If we make pleasant conversation |
| I hope you can’t see what’s burning in me |
| To see a slip as a failure |
| A balance I couldn’t keep |
| You count the rings for truth you’ll never cheat |