We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $0.75 USD  or more

     

lyrics

Well, I’m tired and I’ve fallen and I ain’t got much to say except the ends are getting shorter day by day. And I spend my time and money figurin’ who I’m gonna pay. They got me wonderin’ if I’m Able or I’m Cain.
I had my share of people tell me, “Get up off that train,” but I’m holdin’ on to see what next awaits.

Oh, but time’s got a way of eatin’ at our brains.
Hey, well, it’s a long run...

Shine your shoes and grab your hat. Step right up, sir, so they can shoot you down in seconds flat. No mama ever gave no birth to a boy or girl to live a life like that. So you wave your fist at fate and you figure life is better off without them anyway. But it’s lonely and I told you, boy, someday you’ll have to face this life awake.

Well, I’ve been down and I’ve been on’ry & I’ve felt my blood as pain. It ain’t human if your life don’t wax and wane. And it took me lots of searchin’ to see the forest for the trees from the streets of California up to Maine.

Now there aint no speedin’ limit, but which exit should you take? Well, that’s the price of rollin’ down that lost highway.
Oh, but time’s got a way of easin’ all our pain...

credits

from Give Me All Of My Apostrophes Angels, released December 30, 2012

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Bucky Fereke Lowell, Massachusetts

Rocker, artist.

Band leader of
Old Rochelle

contact / help

Contact Bucky Fereke

Streaming and
Download help

Report this track or account

Bucky Fereke recommends:

If you like Bucky Fereke, you may also like: