It was a sweaty old affair with lost souls and no shows, low lights, broken strings and the odd forgotten dream. You were silhouette by the stage, warming with a 'la la la', it had been a while since you stepped in front of the light. You were bold, you were fierce, you just oozed cool. Your skin-tight leathers were the perfect choice for tonight, I watched you dance that room, like a ballroom pro
You could hear the rain hit the roof as the summer heat had broke the sky, the room was filling up nice as the stagehand said, "it's a sold out show tonight" There was a rumour at the bar my favourite song was on the list, you know the one with the line, 'what am I supposed to do now that I've spent all my gold on you?'
It's a line, one of those sentimental lines that just rings true
Though you wrote it for you, we've all walked that road, that's why it's my favourite song
When you lay, when you lay it down.... When you sing it out for the worn and the weary kind, though strangers looking back, tonight we're all old friends, singing our favourite songs.
All the words come alive when you do that thing with the truth in your voice, when you sing it out for the worn and the weary kind, we're passers by in the street but tonight we're all old friends, singing our favourite songs
You and your band played around 2 hours worth of tunes, you said, "thank you, goodnight" and with a wave you walked off stage, myself and the crowd stood there chanting your name for just one more song, your reappeared barefoot holding your beat up J45... Stepped to the mic and said, "this song's for y'all weary kind".
It made my night, when you strummed that first chord of my favourite song
When you lay, when you lay it down.... When you sing it out for the worn and the weary kind, though strangers looking back, tonight we're all old friends, singing our favourite songs.
All the words come alive when you do that thing with the truth in your voice, when you sing it out for the worn and the weary kind, we're passers by in the street but tonight we're all old friends, singing our favourite songs
credits
from no end of the line,
released September 7, 2018
Anton O’Donnell - vocals, acoustic guitars
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