so I guess I was right about the dream and all.
And I've told you I don't like to be right.
Cold lake water waves roll in again (and again)
And those shootin' stars aren't stars at all.
This fairy tale goes on (and on)
But you will end with this song.
The scent in the air of rotting alewives.
The scent in the air of mildew in your basement.
The scent in the air of what these days have meant—
To you.
And you— you oughta know these things by now.
And you— you should be making landslides.
And you— long known these things by now.
And you— have long since forgotten.
And you— will let me fall like all the rest.
And you— should've called me back by now.
And you— will go away.
ALEWIVES { words & music: Fillmore | c. 1993 }
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credits
from ... it might even could,
released November 1, 2006
Jamie Fillmore | Guitar, Voice
Mike McCutcheon | Bass
Mark McCutcheon | Drums
Anita Fillmore | Voice
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