"Some days the memories they wash away the hurt"
He says as he looks down half thinking about his work
I said "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring it up."
He shakes his head, says nothing as he starts to hum
and he goes~
Meet me as a soldier, in an ex-army fortress
And it's covered in ivy from an ex-spanish forest
And I will sing you a song with an out of tune chorus
And I... I'll be back in Honduras
We find the time again, we find the time to talk
I Ask about the song he sings when he's trying to kill the clock
He says "Its just an old tune that reminds him of his home."
Some days the memories only make him feel alone.
I said I'm sorry again no offense was meant to you my friend
There's another time and place we'll speak
There's a jeweled forest on a beach and there's a memory
And a thousand dead, and a fool's song runs through my head
And there's America below us
and all the voices singing angel songs!
And I never had the right words, and I'm so sorry for that now.
credits
from Doing Well, I Hope,
released May 13, 2019
Lyrics, Accordion, Vox - Sam Inman
Piano, Keyboards - Max Griffey
Bass, Flute, Backups - Zoe Blackwell
Drums, Backups, Tiny Xylophone, Mixing - Michael Sauffer
Mandolin, Recording - Jon Driver