More songs by Whiskey Myers
Description
Like the smell of gasoline at dawn, this track carries the feeling of someone who has survived a fire. There is no gloss or posturing here, only scars, road dust, and the stubborn breathing of a man who stubbornly continues to walk when, by all rules, he should have fallen down. It sounds like the diary of someone who has seen too much but has not allowed the world to completely burn out their life.
You can feel the fire in every line - not the kind that destroys, but the kind that warms you in a cold world. The song lays its cards on the table: all the falls, the runs, the scars, but also the rare, precious calm - somewhere on the border between wild nature and one's own truth. Ironic steadfastness, a little tired freedom, and the bitter but honest joy of still being alive.
Producer, sound engineer: Jay Joyce
Sound recording, sound engineer: Jason Hall
Assistant sound engineer: Bobby Lauden
Assistant sound engineer: Jackson Hargrove
Mastering Engineer: Pete Lyman
Assistant Mastering Engineer: Daniel Bachigalupi
Assistant Producer: Cort Blankship
Music Publisher: Rougarou Publishing
Composer, Lyricist: Cody Cannon
Lyrics and translation
Original
Man, it's good to be alive today
Some folks know I should be in a grave
Floating around on that astral plane
But I'm still down here and I'm still breathing
I gotta fire that constantly burns
It's fueled by hard times and lessons learned
You wanna take me down best wait your turn
I gotta body count that's stacked up to the damn ceiling
I never gave a damn about your scene
Or your psychotic monopolies
You picked my pocket just to watch me bleed
But I'm still out here and I'm still singing
I guess I've finally found peace out here in the wild
As my reflection shows the lessons and the miles
And hell I've known 'cause hell I've seen
Hell them ghost still carry me
Through the fields of thorns and the promises broken
There's far too many words that we leave unspoken
Maybe for once you could open your mind
And see it's been like this since the beginning of time
Around here the blind lead the blind
They wanna burn you down and leave your ashes smoking
Well, I was fired straight out of a gun
I've lived my life always on the run
I messed around and flew too close to the sun
It's been a few years now but my eyes are open
I find it best to just be yourself
In a world that tells you to be someone else
For the time will come when the pin hits the shell
You best know who you are when your number's chosen
I guess I've finally found peace out here in the wild
As my reflection shows the lessons and the miles
And hell I've known 'cause hell I've seen
Hell them ghost still carry me
Through the fields of thorns and the promises broken
There's far too many words that we leave unspoken, yeah
Oh well, I guess I've finally found peace out here in the wild
As my reflection shows the lessons and the miles
And hell I've known 'cause hell, I've seen
Hell them ghost still carry me
Well, I guess I've finally found peace out here in the wild (yeah, yeah)
As my reflection shows the lessons and the miles
And hell I've known 'cause hell I've seen
Hell them ghost still carry me
Through the fields of thorns and the promises broken
Far too many words that we leave unspoken