Move back to the tarnish pool,
the shaky street hangs its head
What once powered out city lives,
now arrives the walking dead.
Radar outlet & sonar mind,
you can't prepare for vector time.
Talk there resides here,
fills our lives & brings us cheer.
So, crane your neck & snake your tongue.
These songs leave you, if unsung.
So, crane your neck & snake your tongue.
These songs leave you, if unsung again.
'Cause he's looking to trade up
& she's hoping to cash in.
He's afraid to pony up
& she's trying to always win.
But, there's no jelly in the jam jar
& where's bound for the shooting star.
There's no jelly in the jam jar
& where is bound for the shooting star again.
Soulful guitar interplay form the heart of this lovely Americana collaboration from Dave Alvin and Jimmie Dale Gilmore. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 2, 2018
Spare bedroom folk songs from this North Carolina musician that evoke a host of emotions with lovely, tender melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 1, 2021