Song Description
Southern death tune genre, ala Violent Femmes
| Song Length |
4:15 |
Genre |
Rock - Indie/Low-Fi, Folk - Rock |
| Tempo |
Non 4/4 |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Troubled |
Subject |
Suicide |
| Similar Artists |
Violent Femmes |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Sinking
Copyright 2003, Wesley Warren
I'm just an old man in a dusty old shack; drink a bottle of whiskey each day. I carry my wares in an old gunnysack and wished my own children away.
I felt my mind sinking away. I felt my mind sinking away and I thought of you. I thought with more time we might see it through. But I felt my mind sinking away and I thought of you.
My temper's too short and my soul is too shallow, but I've cheated fate through it all. Standing on tombstones I shout at the shadows, you won't see me live through the fall.
They found me down south of the river of course with a bullet hole right through my head. No one would hear me when I was alive, but these are the last words I said.