Old Guitars (feat. Danny Black)

When you’re shot from a cannon again and again, you no longer feel the adrenaline

You put on a smile and try to pretend that you’re happy and maybe you are

There were safer bets, some things make no sense

You never really know unless you try

The guys in the band who I thought were my friends

I couldn’t keep us together I guess

You do what you can but sometimes it’s best

To let people just walk away

Get it off your chest, I know I made a mess

Maybe I’m naive to still believe

In me with you and you with me

No one told us what to do

You blamed me and I blamed you

Both of us were howling at the moon

Nothing should have come between

Me with you and you with me

Old guitars remember everything

You pray to a God on your hands and your knees

That you haven’t believed in since you were sixteen

You try to accept the death of a dream

But it’s hard so you seek out distraction

Clocks are only good at keeping time

Drunk is only fun until it’s not

I’m telling you Sancho, I’m telling you true

If the work doesn’t kill me, it’s gonna kill you

Some days I imagine us being set free

A charger for you and a white horse for me

Just as well the blood is on my hands

Would that they had found a better man

Than me with you and you with me

No one showed us what to do

You blamed me and I blamed you

Both of us were howling at the moon

Nothing ever comes between

Me with you and you with me

Old guitars remember everything