Jordan White - 1993 lyrics

rate me

Riding in a fast car along the shore

Never understood what those brakes were for

Say, Elliot Smith -

Can you tell us who you're up there with?

Is misery still lost between the bars

Within the stab of an acoustic guitar

What defined you was not what you had earned

Deserts filled with shock and awe

Prince George has burned

Who's mouth is full of lithium

Who's face is set in stone

Shining by a moon

We long have left alone

(Chorus)

But where were you in '93

When Kurt was on the radio

And Brenda Walsh was on the T.V.

We had somewhere to go

But we had no where to be

In the troubled years that followed 1993

You and I on a phone

Cast away of four years

The prophet's talking stone

Now there's time left to start again

Closing time, have you found a friend

In fields of gold inside the lion's den

(Chorus)

To be live on a Saturday night

To be an angel on a Sunday despite

The one who knew but gave up his song

Swore there was no gun all week long

But a trigger he became

Aimed from you and me

And Philly nearly had a winning team

Hit the ball hit the needle

But just missed the dream

Fifty two times the Buffalo cried

Shot down in Texas -

Where only seventeen survived

A truck took seven and who took warning

No one there until a warm September morning

On abandoned April evenings

A greenhouse painted red

From grade 4 bleeding

There were few left to fill the space

Middle school dance and shock on their face

They left me dry without a trace

One less song to sing

One more ghost to see

Lyrics lost amongst summer days in 1993

One less ticket you won't be paying for

Hovering beyond my bedroom door

Echo from outside the inside of the spring

Of 1994