Cover di Still Feel Gone

Still Feel Gone
Album - 17 settembre 1991 - Debaser id 82783

di Uncle Tupelo

falling out the window
tripping on a wrinkle in the rugfalling out of love, dear
it hurt much worse when you gave up

just don't tell me which way I oughta run
or what good I could do anyone
'cause my heart it was a gun
but it's unloaded now
so don't bother

climbing up the ladder
breaking my shin on the very first rung
waking up the neighbors
it's all right,they understand they're just as dumb

and they don't tell me which way I oughta run
or what good I could do anyone
'cause my heart it was a gun
but it's unloaded now
so don't bother me now
don't bother

crawling back to you now
I sold my guitar to the girl next door
she asked me if I knew how
I told her I don't think so anymore

don't tell me which way I oughta run
what good could I do anyone
'cause my heart it was a gun
but it's unloaded now
so don't bother
Il tuo voto:
when you find you can't somehow
make it like all the rest
you won't need to scrounge aroundfor someone else
torn between the unknown
and the place that you call home
and the life you want but have never known

there was a time
you could put it out of your mind
leave it all behind
there was a time
that time is gone

what has a life of fifty years
in this town done for you
except to earn your nameand place on a barstool
you spent your whole life in this county
you've never been out of state
you say you're gonna make it outbefore it's too late

there was a time
you could put it out of your mind
leave it all behind
there was a time
that time is gone

there was a time when nothing seemedto make much sensethat's turned more intense
and all the crutches you've kept around
now are nowhere to be found

remember when you didn't have
to look ahead or behind you
there was always something right there to do
but now it's life in some kind of traplooking for a way out
well, you keep moving onthat's what it's all about

there was a time
you could put it out of your mind
leave it all behind
there was a time
that time is gone
Il tuo voto:
been traveling around some
crossing people's paths
some they stand right in your way
others like to watch you pass
been trying to memorize
all the different lies
that people must tell themselves each nightto justify their lives

don't call it nothing
this might be all we'll ever have

held myself for ransom
wandered so blind
I found the roads less traveled
to take you off my mind
and I told myself I know
everything I do
I'm just looking for something
to lead me away from you

don't call it nothing
this might be all you'll ever have

I know it's not enough
to make it sound like more
so I swear if there's a God
to make him sleep on the floor

been traveling around some
crossing people's paths
some they stand right in your way
others like to watch you pass

don't call it nothing
this might be all we'll ever have
I'll ever haveever have
Il tuo voto:
I don't see you through the windshield
I don't see you in faces looking back at mealcohol doesn't have much that matters to saycan't imagine where you and time to kill will stay

when the bible is a bottle
and the hardwood floor is home
when morning comes twice a day or not at allif I break in two will you put me back together
when this puzzle's figured out will you still be around
to say you've just been there
walking the line upside down

walked and breathed many a cancerous mile
where the bat of an eye is too slow to beat the coffin
they won't tell it on the TV
they can't say it on the radio
they pay to move it off the shelf and into our mindsuntil you can't tell the truth
when it's right in front of your eyes

when the bible is a bottle
and the hardwood floor is home
when morning comes twice a day or not at all
if I break in two will you put me back together
when this puzzle's figured out will you still be around
to say you've just been there
walking the line upside down
Il tuo voto:
some folks find that their role in lifeis to fail at everything they trywhile other folks see but not like me
there's one thing that they're damn good at

gather around you all
come around and see
those who stand tall
why don't you please watch me fall

the hole it is wide and it's there to divideit's no one's fault,
it's put there by designand there's a bridge yet to build as many men have willedthat can stand the weight of all those who wish to pass

gather around you all
come around and see
those who stand tall
why don't you please watch me fall
Il tuo voto:
lost sight of ground
never been so down
nothing here to stand on

it's a war-weary road
another faceless tombstone
nothing here to stand on

I turn to face the wind
may never get out
forever caught in a spin
no better place to begin

can't find the phone, can't hear to listencan't take along what we're missing
just as well to write this postcard from helland the bar clock says three a.m.
fallout shelter sign above the door
in other words, don't come here anymore

too many miles between
I heard a dead man scream
nothing here to stand on

each and every step
reeling out more or less
nothing here to stand on

I turn to face the wind
may never get out
forever caught in a spin
no better place to begin

I turn to face the wind
may never get out
forever caught in a spin
no better place to begin

tried to stay, tried to run
there's never been enough reason
to believe in anyone
this trickle-down theoryhas left all these pockets emptyand the bar clock says three a.m.
fallout shelter sign above the door
in other words, don't come here anymore
Il tuo voto:
do you remember, remember D. Boon
part of what he was is a part of me nowand if you think back, where would he be
where would I be if time had allowed

this isn't written for any one manit's about me
this isn't written for anyone alivejust the songs that he sang

I've been toldthat it's a waste of time
well, so what
will it be worth mine

and if Managua's bullets don't flyyoung men still would die for glory
or for their countries
it's just me and Jay
playing our guitars along with it all

this isn't written for any one manit's about me
this isn't written for anyone alivejust the songs that he sang

and I'm not old
so I've got nothing but time to wastewill it be worth mine
Il tuo voto:
I can only sing it loud
always try to sing it clear
what the hell are we all doing here
making too much of nothing
or creating one unholy mess
an unfair study in survival, I guess

but it always comes down to
what to do when it's all around you
and this tightwire act
leaving us here for dead to news of the world
and liquor piles up ahead
dodging those with words of power
forever on their breath
when the quality of life gets tripped upstrangled like death
it seems it's getting harder out thereespecially without time enough to see

true to life is another hangover
true to life is more and more politics
true to life is always having to look over your shouldertrue to life is assembly-line sickness

but it always comes down to
what to do when it's all around you

and this tightwire actleaving us here for dead to news of the world
and liquor piles up ahead
dodging those with words of power
forever on their breath
when the quality of life gets tripped upand strangled like death
it seems it's getting harder out thereespecially without time enough to see
Il tuo voto:
doesn't matter what you've said
or what you've done
when you've lost your head
you're looking for a new one

your heaven looks just like my hellbeautiful as far as I can tell
your heaven looks just like my hell

just as I drown
then you say it's real
so I hold myself down
'cause I like the way it feels

your heaven looks just like my hellbeautiful as far as I can tell
your heaven looks just like my hell

how could I have ever needed
such a cold heart to count on
and how could I have ever wanted
such a cold shoulder to cry on
Il tuo voto:
these lines don't work on me
they won't on you
didn't knew the cards were on the table

just can't stand to see things turn out wrongno way to make things right
never promise anything anymore

so god damn hard to make it work
no easy way out of this one
always someone or something
to get lost in the shuffle
at least this road leads straight out of here

adversity is stable
and life in front of you
discarded, recycled and new

just can't stand to see things turn out wrongno way to make things right
never promise anything anymore

so god damn hard to make it work
no easy way out of this one
always someone or something
to get lost in the shuffle
at least this road leads straight out of here

just can't stand to see things turn out wrongno way to make things right
never promise anything anymore

someone or something to get lost in the shuffleat least this road leads straight out of here

too late to go back
sorry needs to be said
but there's really nothing now to do
Il tuo voto:
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