www.georgewatsky.com SUMMER TOUR TICKETS gwatsky.bandcamp.com FREE NEW MIXTAPE DOWNLOAD www.facebook.com www.twitter.com guitar sample: Baltimore Blues no.1 by Deer Tick www.facebook.com PLEASE SUPPORT THEM Co-director/ director of photography/ color correction- Jess Dunlap Assistant Camera- Mike Dempsey Co-director/ editor- George Watsky Audio engineering, mixing and mastering- Nils Montan Electric bass- Kush Mody Verse 1 His footprints are fading away from the beach We’re not a family to pray or to preach But daddy’s best friend took a handful of pills and now he’s at a podium making a speech Yesterday night after dark He carefully wrote his remarks but everyone said what he put on his page so he threw it way and went straight from the heart Chorus I thought this was a party But all my friends are leaving And I still want to play You wrecked me when you stepped out cause you’re the wounded healer And you’re supposed to stay Verse 2 A year’s bottle in a bucket of trash It’ll tip over the more that it stacks Didn’t notice it till now but dad’s been moving slower every time we play go play catch I’m scared of the day when he’ll carry a cane I carry his dream I carry his name And when papa is gone he will never be gone because the sound of our sneeze is the same God bless I hear your voice in mine And I want to stop time Like a carnival ride I don’t know what I’m saying but I mean it (repeat) Chorus
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