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Halcyon Days

by Michael & The Pentecost

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1.
Fever Dream 04:16
Live hand to mouth most every day It's hard to save with bills to pay Can't get ahead for too long Can't get away from these songs Can't get right what is wrong Take what you need Take all of me Time won't relieve All that we've seen in this fever dream If dawns a loser, dusks a crutch Old habits close enough to touch I know they're calling out to you We both know where those lead to Keep your gaze set on the long-view Take what you need Take all of me Time won't relieve All that we've seen in this fever dream
2.
Am I waxing or am I waning, tonight? A tough nut to crack when you're high as a kite And all roads lead back home But that ain't where I want to go Nobody's laughin' Nobody's cryin' Nobody's dreamin' Nobody's tryin' If time's a fabric, surely it will be stained And if time's a knotty plank of pine Surely it will be planed Prize boar or aging sow The difference makes no difference now Nobody's laughin' Nobody's cryin' Nobody's dreamin' Nobody's tryin'
3.
In the northeast twixt the take and give Lies the rust belt where I used to live And it's bleeding, like supper's pig But no one minds Winter's cold there and the summer sweats Air weighs heavy with cheap regret And it's drowning in a sea of debt But that's alright Rust belt fire, rust belt smoke My forefathers perished there, but I won't Misspent youth, never ever undone My dreams are bound in stainless steel But my past is rust Most were born there and there they'll die Got no dreams of a better life Happy rotting like grapes on the vine In a swelter Down them shots, boys, throw them fists Join them unions or go enlist Ain't no living when you just exist Then it's over Rust belt fire, rust belt smoke My forefathers perished there, but I won't Misspent youth, never ever undone My dreams are bound in stainless steel But my past is rust
4.
My head is an ocean without any shore And my heart is a bedroom without any door You can sleep on the floor Who could ask for more? Allow me to confess It's so simple, it's nearly complex Maybe I'm just white trash romantic So who's gonna hold you now? No, my love ain't made of elastic There's only so much to spread around And all God's children want to be saved While I'm just strugglin' to keep the faith My eyes seek what's comin' over the next hill And my lips utter freedom as if it's a shill A drop in the till towards a richer man's bill Allow me to confess It's so simple it's nearly complex Maybe I'm just white trash romantic So who's gonna hold you now? No, my love ain't made of elastic There's only so much to spread around And all God's children want to be saved While I'm just strugglin' to keep the faith

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released July 31, 2018

Tracked and mixed by Michael Roberts
Mastered by Eric Reed (Last Exit Recording)
Written by Michael Roberts
Performed by the Pentecost

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