You walked out just as autumn took a last breath.
The frost was thick, in the morning blue and grey.
You packed up your shit, so poisoned, so guarded.
It’s been a while since I called you friend.
These patterns scrawl themselves all across the records of your time.
It played back hollow and sad
like a lie
you told yourself,
“Man I’ll never be like him. No, I’ll never be like him.”
Another empty day and its back to the dive again.
Sympathy's playing but nobody's listening.
This is a life defined round for round at the bar
and you're standing tall now...
You're standing really fucking tall.
If someone ever calls you out just throw it in their face.
Don’t ever admit that you're wrong.
Surrender, the escapes gone on far too long.
Just like the coffee stains and the cigarette burns left in the couch,
maybe you're better left alone.
Forget it. It’s forgotten.
You’re voice is missing from the songs.
We never see your face these days.
You lost the best of yourself halfway down...
If someone ever calls you out just throw it in their face.
Don’t ever admit that you're wrong.
Surrender, the escapes gone on far too long.
How far do friends go? How far do friends go?
Sick at heart from the cut and the run,
we hardened, we learned to turn away.
Don’t say a word to me.
You lost the best of yourself halfway down the gutter.
It’s a shame you are not my old friend.
You lost the best of yourself halfway down the gutter.
credits
from Now Tom. Now!,
released October 9, 2012
All music and lyrics by The Hideout.
Recorded and mixed by Mike McMillen at Darkside Audio.
Mastered by The Hideout.
Except where otherwise noted, content of the music album "Now Tom. Now!" is licensed under a creative commons attribution 3.0 License.
Dennis (guitarist/signer of the hideout) and his father in law Andy do weird fun folk and somehow convince other people to be part of it. As 2020 as it gets. The Hideout