Capital-Bog Road
I can’t believe that it’s come down to this. When your life’s like a name on a chart filed on a list. And I think about how we walked along that old bog road. You pulled me out when I fell in. Now it’s me that is walking you. every step, it’s a give and take, let you walk away from it all down that road. And now it’s gonna end. I’ll take everything but this last breathe in the house by the bog road, a hiding place up ahead. Evening plays tricks cuz it gets dark so damn late. When the fights at the dining room table still escalate. i answered every question posed but it’s just not good enough. Took a stroll by myself, I’m allowed. Closed eyes as i sang to the crowd again and again. If I look inside the side door, will my boots be where they were before. Slide them on and they feel a bit small, force them on and I’m walking tall. A little faster, little older now.
they were fuckin’ rad yesterday. I’d love to see Capital play this.
(Source: freedrugzone)
