St. Modesto lyrics

Artist  : Chris Walla 
Song : St. Modesto



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 St. Modesto

You were the ground line humming

You were the thread of fire upon this night



You could feel the living

You staggered and blew your money

A summery tailwind there upon our heels

Ooh, me and you, me and you



Down the valley

You'd drag me along for measure

The boredom was deafening at any speed



Still I could hear your breathing

You were as loud as the engine's gravel

Winding through Altamont, towards the sea

Ooh, you and me



If you're the one who can save this broken
wreck

Then this is the end, we'll be through soon I
suspect

Don't argue, these are facts



San Francisco

Eighty and four miles later

We were the vapor trails among the hills



There above us

An antenna of God, a broadcast

The table of contents right down through the
trees

We were the pixels on the fallen leaves, oh, what
do we do?



Are you the one

Who can save this gory mess?

I know you're a friend

You've been right and true I guess, I guess



I know you'd take one on the chin

You'd take it in the teeth for me

We are a team, but we are untied



I'm sinking with the weight of all the things I
cannot do

But when I'm losing it, when I'm losing it

I know you're losing it too



St. Modesto

You were the guitar I'm strumming

You were the power cord that made the light