In Ink Please Carlo Rossi Jug Band Lyrics

That dull amber glow:

Oh, how I've grown to fear this city

To loathe the deep damp that creeps into my bones

It feels a lot like alone. alone

Cold fronts creep up in every conversation

I'm done gutting myself for an honest answer

I've run out of that kind of patience

I'm sincere; it's abundantly clear

This is not

Has never been

Will never be

Home to a loyal fool like me

I'm craving closure and finality
Oh, Emerald City!

On the hill, by the sea

You have unravelled me

You have disproven me

That plain, desperate scrawl on a Rome-facing wall

I've passed every day this year

It says, "All harm ends here."

And it's brilliantly designed

But it lacks the bottom line to buy

It tastes a lot like a lie. a lie

Cold fronts creep up in every conversation

I'm done gutting myself for an honest answer

I've run out of that kind of patience
I'm sincere; it's abundantly clear

This is not

Has never been

Will never be

Home to a loyal fool like me

I'm craving closure and finality Oh, Emerald City!

On the hill, by the sea

You have unravelled me

You have disproven me

No more broadest of brushes

To black out the blight

Here's my line in the sand (my 54'40")
And I'm fighting now

I've got the cruelest of cutlery

To carve you out

You'll be excised, cast off

It feels a lot like at last. at last

Once I was a fisherman

And I came out west to cast my nets

And I'd call out spades to anyone who'd listen

And what I found were

Jagged jigsaw corners: relentless

Ambitious, and stubborn

(Even as I was)

I miss my father's cut-and-dried forgiveness

And I hope he knows this:

This is not

Has never been

Will never be

Home to a loyal fool like me

I'm craving closure and finality

Oh, Emerald City, on the hill, by the sea

You have not bested me

You have not bested me

Oh, Emerald City, on the hill, by the sea

You have not bested me yet

You have not bested me yet

There's still fight in me

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