Artist : LOST TRAILERS, THE
Album : Trailer Trash
Album : Trailer Trash
The waves are settling down, and the sun has sunk into the sand
And the only calm this city gives is living in these ocean sounds
Well, it's not as bad as it could be, it's just not as good as I thought it would be
You'll find out what you miss most when you're out alone on the West Coast
In a longfall, yes, it's gonna be a longfall
I'm not sure why I'm still here, when I left my life seemed so clear
Now my dreams are heavy things that are muddied by reality
Cause I can't find good pay, and there's no game days on Saturdays
Yes, the only tailgates I see down are loading smack and crack cocaine
For a long haul, up the West Coast in this longfall
My girl loved the price of fame, I lost her when she changed her name
Her face used to feel so soft, 'til her agent's doctor pulled it off
She got a new nose and cheekbones, and a bit part on a TV show
But a home can turn to a frozen place, when the one you love's got a stranger's face
It's a longfall, out in LA, It's a longfall. Still no rain, and I don't feel the same
Just when I thought I'd head on back, I saw a black haired girl on the concrete path
She flung her hair back with her hands, between the setting sun and a coffee stand
And in the fading light I could barely see, when she fired up a Winston and gave it to me
She said, "You look like someone I know";
I said, "I do, well, thanks for the care, cause it shows."
In this longfall, there's fine folks out on the West Coast
It's just a longfall, where there's no cold, and no one gets old
In this longfall, there's no rain, but I know Jane will change
In this longfall, yes, I know things have got to change
And the only calm this city gives is living in these ocean sounds
Well, it's not as bad as it could be, it's just not as good as I thought it would be
You'll find out what you miss most when you're out alone on the West Coast
In a longfall, yes, it's gonna be a longfall
I'm not sure why I'm still here, when I left my life seemed so clear
Now my dreams are heavy things that are muddied by reality
Cause I can't find good pay, and there's no game days on Saturdays
Yes, the only tailgates I see down are loading smack and crack cocaine
For a long haul, up the West Coast in this longfall
My girl loved the price of fame, I lost her when she changed her name
Her face used to feel so soft, 'til her agent's doctor pulled it off
She got a new nose and cheekbones, and a bit part on a TV show
But a home can turn to a frozen place, when the one you love's got a stranger's face
It's a longfall, out in LA, It's a longfall. Still no rain, and I don't feel the same
Just when I thought I'd head on back, I saw a black haired girl on the concrete path
She flung her hair back with her hands, between the setting sun and a coffee stand
And in the fading light I could barely see, when she fired up a Winston and gave it to me
She said, "You look like someone I know";
I said, "I do, well, thanks for the care, cause it shows."
In this longfall, there's fine folks out on the West Coast
It's just a longfall, where there's no cold, and no one gets old
In this longfall, there's no rain, but I know Jane will change
In this longfall, yes, I know things have got to change
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