Rusted Band from Gratitudes by mayheaven

My band is rusted
The edges worn thin
I remember how proudly
I wore it back then

But time has eroded
The love that we shared
I'm left with my vices
And the pain that I bear


And I swear to god one day I’ll be better than this
I curse and my fist shakes, I swing and I miss
The slam of the door, the taste of the floor
Are stronger memories than your kiss

My band is rusted
The papers were signed
My only companion
Is my roving mind

And the long nights I share
With bottles and tears
Has it been an evening
Or has it been years?

And I swear to god one day I’ll be better than this
I curse and my fist shakes, I swing and I miss
The slam of the door, the taste of the floor
Are stronger memories than your kiss


You can take the road to the ocean
You can drink deep the bitter salt air
You can see the world for the first time
Like I’m not even there

You can breathe free of hard sorrow
You can cry tears of relief
I’ll be right here, remembering you
And holding on tight with my grief

• Folk
• alt-country
• ambient
• indie folk
• singer-songwriter
• Troy