On the sidewalks
Of the city
I slipped and fell
And felt a swell
Of a blood rush to my head
And you thought that I was dead
In the silence
As the sirens
Flash their lights
Like neon signs
In a speak easy saloon
Man I hope they get there soon
Didn't you know?
If the weekend never ended
We'd have nowhere else to go
I saw those photographs you took
Of the view from up above
You'd never show
On the sidewalks
Of the city
You showed to me
A factory
Where the music all got made
A momentary masquerade
You're a back to back surprise attack
You're a running back's asthma attack
You were an absent attendee
A fucking mid=day mystery
Like Cleopatra
Of the suburbs
The birds will chirp
As he usurps
All that was left behind for you
All that you were born into
And you asked me
"What would you do if it happened to you"
I said "I've never been a rich man
I've always been a sports fan
I've never owned nothing
But I've always done what I can"
"So what went wrong?"
I went looking for the answers
But more questions came along
And when I finally thought I knew
I had this great and grand breakthrough
I'll never know
credits
from The Time In Between,
released June 2, 2017
Produced by Dan Styslinger
Horn Arrangement by Bob Kircher
String Arrangement by Dan Styslinger
Mixed By Vincent Poprocky
Mastered by Garrett Haines
Dan Styslinger - piano/vocals
Frank DiDiano - guitar
James Held - drums
Colton Sankey - bass
Bob Kircher - Trumpet
Tanner Davis - Tenor Sax
Josh Wertz - Alto Sax
Nicole Lennartz - Violin
Julia Poetain - Violin
Mara Mignogna - Viola
Ahmer'e Blackman - Cello
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