lifeblood: songs: lyrics: when we were writers


(transcribed from a video of a performance at the library theater in hoover, alabama on february 20, 2019.)

look a gift horse in the mouth
go get a job
the last best deal i ever got
was a quarter for a beer on the quad

neville singing on a makeshift stage
we were sitting on a towel in the shade
came from a (unknown) town
and you smoked a joint with jackson browne

what if my pain won't deliver me
what if my stasis crushes me with boredom
i read into everything you say to me
i will never know the meaning of your words
like when you wrote them

when we were writers
when we were fighters
before we found purpose and made deals with god
let's pull an all nighter
push wood in the fire
it might just look like smoke in my eyes
but i'm still burning inside

some sail to conquer seas
serial monogamy
the best trip i ever took
was on a ship that i wrecked and i got set free

strange boy in the vegas summer
dancing to the beat of a different drummer
maybe a big mirage
or a message in camouflage

what if i forget the best of me
spending my days doing just fine
short change my true full capacity
and recognize it just when i was running out of time

when we were writers
we were igniters
blisters to callouses
scars from the war
the sentence gets tighter
the meaning grows wider
and nothing is wasted
or chances denied
i've had my day in the sun
that's no lie
but i'm still burning inside

the slings and arrows
the passage narrows
the journey's harrowing
the word becomes flesh
i've seen the beast
that leaves you diminished
it's all right
you will never be finished

when you're a writer
when you're a fighter
it's easy to be cruel
it's never to be kind
out with the stocks of your hearts tinder box
flint to the rock
you will find you're still burning inside

words and music by emily saliers


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