JASON ISBELL New South Wales

Welcome to thetheologyofjoe Lyrics JASON ISBELL New South Wales Lyrics, singer by JASON ISBELL

Here we sit
Across the table from each other
A thousand miles from both our mothers
Barely old enough to rust

Here we sit
Pretending both our hearts are anchors
Taking candy from these strangers
Amidst the diesel and the dust

And here we sit
Singing words nobody taught us
Drinking fire, and spitting sawdust
Trying to teach ourselves to breathe

We haven’t yet
But every chorus brings us closer
Every flyer and every poster
Gives a piece of what we need

And the sand that they call cocaine cost you twice as much as gold
You’d be better off to drink your coffee black
But I swear, the land it listened to the stories that we told
God bless the busted boat that brings us back

Morning’s rough
It don’t give a damn about the mission
Has no aesthetic or tradition
Only lessons never learned

And I’d had enough
About a month ago tomorrow
Parting holds no trace of sorrow
For the bitter and the burned

And the piss they call tequila even Waylon wouldn’t drink
Well I’d rather sip this Listerine I packed
But I swear, we’ve never seen a better place to sit and think
God bless the busted ship that brings us back

And the sand that they call cocaine cost you twice as much as gold
You’d be better off to drink your coffee black
But I swear, the land it listened to the stories that we told
God bless the busted boat that brings us back

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