When the wine stops working And you're all run out And all of your high hopes have all headed south And the songs left the stable and they never came home And there ain't no forgetting that you're out on your own Turned the scrub oaks to timber and you're left without friends And you don't put your book down even after it ends Smoke curls up from the table in your quiet little room And your heart's worn the handle of an old pushing broom Broken bottles shine just like stars, make a wish anyway Just your smile lit a sixty-watt bulb in my house That was darkened for days Been thinking you probably should stay When the going is long gone And the kick drum won't kick When you fumble with your fiddle and you're fresh out of tricks And the horseflies are biting but the fish never do And your heart's a thousand colors but they're all shades of blue Broken bottles shine just like stars Make a wish anyway Just your smile lit a sixty-watt bulb in my house That was darkened for days Been thinking you probably should stay Yeah, I think that you probably should stay And our dreams on the windowsill See those trees turning gold in the hills
I would give anything to have been at this set. The whole thing is incredible. Thanks for sharing, Mark!
a league of his own. one of the best albums this year. Thanks for posting this.
This is incredible. With only 23 likes, the inter-web must be broken.
This is fkn perfect....
When the wine stops working
And you're all run out
And all of your high hopes have all headed south
And the songs left the stable and they never came home
And there ain't no forgetting that you're out on your own
Turned the scrub oaks to timber and you're left without friends
And you don't put your book down even after it ends
Smoke curls up from the table in your quiet little room
And your heart's worn the handle of an old pushing broom
Broken bottles shine just like stars, make a wish anyway
Just your smile lit a sixty-watt bulb in my house
That was darkened for days
Been thinking you probably should stay
When the going is long gone
And the kick drum won't kick
When you fumble with your fiddle and you're fresh out of tricks
And the horseflies are biting but the fish never do
And your heart's a thousand colors but they're all shades of blue
Broken bottles shine just like stars
Make a wish anyway
Just your smile lit a sixty-watt bulb in my house
That was darkened for days
Been thinking you probably should stay
Yeah, I think that you probably should stay
And our dreams on the windowsill
See those trees turning gold in the hills