Old Friends from NOPLACE by Wife Patrol

Life outside lines
Crumbling overgrown everything
Sunset eyes
Hold out, hold in
Luxury memory vanishing
Mulberry smile

Down in the pipes
Holes in my soles and my storyline
What I have left (What have I left)
Sight for sore eyes
Grayer and cratered and still the same
Here we are

Old friends holding hands at the end
No sound only mute destruction
And then every answer questioned
Still hearts under snow falling

New ruts old dirt
Common and ugly and functional
Only option
Dead wood burns bright
Stories and bottles and firelight
“Your attention, please”

[chorus]

• Alt Rock
• Alt-Rock
• Alternative
• Alternative Rock
• Punk
• Rock
• alt rock
• alt-rock
• alternative
• alternative rock
• pop rock
• rock
• rock 'n' roll
• Indianapolis