Said I'd meet you hours ago
But I really just left
These seven hundred messages
Were weighing on my chest
You must think I'm such a fool
Pretending I don't see
What you and your associates
You really think of me
I'll meet you in the city
And I'll bring all the wine
If I could make it up to you
Before changin’ my mind
I stopped counting highway signs
Because they look the same
I cannot read their numbers
And I can't make out their names
And by the time I get there
It'll be too late
I just hope your roommate comes
To let me through the gate
I can't laugh about it
Cause I won’t see the joke
When I'm parked outside your doorway
And I'm shivering in my coat
She let me in and sat me down
And greeted me by name
I can tell its been a while
But nothing else has changed
Your tapestry’s still fading
Same posters on the wall
I told her I'd been driving
and I didn't think to call
You walked in oh-so sullen
You always seemed so blue
When I asked what the problem was
You said, "honey it's you"
I didn't take that very well
You said "be on your way"
I jumped into the armchair
And I pleaded "let me stay"
I said "I can't afford the gas
It's such a ways to go"
You said, "now where's your dignity?”
And threw me in the snow
Now that I think about it
I should’ve turned around
What else could I expect from you
Except to be let down
So I won't keep on tryin'
I’m closin' down the show
You don't feel so cold now
Making angels in the snow
credits
from Stereo Verde EP,
released December 21, 2018
Jack Pacilio - Lead Vocal, Acoustic Guitar
Luke Pacilio - Harmony Vocal, Acoustic Guitar, Harp, Bass
Stephen Gallagher - 12 String Acoustic
Kevin Hyland - Banjo, Percussion
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