Cherry tobacco rolls through the air
I'm laid out on the sidewalk there
knowing you're not around
TV on Sundays in the rainy gloom
nothing was better than that old dark room
in a trailer, I'm sittin, with you
CHORUS
Sometimes all you know is a hand on yours
Sometimes all that matters is what came before
the future ain't got nothing on now
the future aint got nothing on us now
Lipstick butts in your old ashtray
running around on old rust belt days
and I knew it couldn't stay like this
Running red lights out in the rain
it was salt and slush and snow for days
but you, you kept me warm
CHORUS
So I'm dippin my feet in the water again
missing those days when I called you friend
and sometimes so much more
Our love it just went up in smoke
like the cheap old Basics I used to smoke
when I was too broke to be cool
CHORUS
credits
from Aromatic Bitters,
released October 14, 2015
words / music by Cindy Emch, arranged by Feral
Cindy Emch - vocals, guitar
Norman Carley - backing vocals, guitar
Ed Cagnacci - backing vocals, upright bass
Recorded by Laura Talon at Ex'pression Digital Art College
Mixed by Nicholas Esposito
Easy to fall in love with while rolling down the road and just feeling good about things even when they're going wrong. - Cindy (guitar, vox for Feral) Feral
Gorgeous, heartbreaking, joyful - never has an album made me drive around smiling stupid wide, singing at the top of my lungs, with tears streaming down my face. Cindy, guitar/vox Feral
Nicolette Hoang's velvety vocals are the finishing touch on this pitch-perfect update on outlaw country with a touch of 60s glam. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 27, 2024