Eventually from Salt by Alisa Amador

I lost my figure to the winter storms
ate too much, drank too much liquor, all to keep me warm.
What can you do when you love somebody and it’s gotten cold?
What can you do when you love somebody that you cannot hold?

Everything goes, eventually.
Everything flows out into the sea
Even the snow melts, eventually
Not any time soon, but eventually.
Not any time soon.

I lost my footing on that icy road
look, my skin’s bruising, but you wouldn’t know.
What can you do when you love somebody and it’s gotten cold?
What can you do when you love somebody that you cannot hold?

You will fade, eventually.
You will take off for that other sea.
And I won’t ache, eventually.
Not any time soon, but eventually.
Not any time soon.

• Alternative
• folk
• jazz-influence
• latin-influence
• open tuning
• singer-songwriter
• songwriter
• Boston