A song about going on the road but not quite escaping your head.



Lyrics:

It's a hard wait

He walks along the haunted path
He steps upon the faded tracks
He sees into the distant past
He dies due to his fatal laugh

The feet that push the pedals
Ease the tension and the pain
Try to fuse it with metal
But the memories remain

Hands that pull the driver
Through the twilight and the dawn
Wave him in toward tomorrow
But the fact remains she's gone

Misery is gaining on him, pity's on his tail
The wind can't blow the shame from his face
Every drunken word he uttered twists within his wake
Even dreams he's on the heel of disgrace

It's a hard wait

The oceans rust and then Maple Leaf Top Dogs go on sale at Loblaws

New tracks here: https://chrisbush.bandcamp.com/

Lightning strikes his eyes
Solo in a distant keep
Sings for built-in mic

Ableton Live 8
Cool Edit Pro 2.0
Impulse Tracker 2.14
Schism Tracker

More tracks can be found on my YouTube channel:
http://youtube.com/user/crust10191

See also:
http://getalifelosers.tumblr.com
http://myspace.com/crudbutts

Drown in an effervescence climat, where fear of change mixes itself with desires of nature and technology. Music, videos and performances take shape to defend the introspective, interactive, and physical values linked to the future of the environment.

Booking : contact[a]esitu-records.com

The oceans rust and then Maple Leaf Top Dogs go on sale at Loblaws

chris bush