Lyrics Modern Baseball – Pothole
Text:
The fossils of my footsteps will be unearthed
At a far off date unknown
Impressed in concrete from walking home alone
After walking you home
And the mops of greasy hair
Will romanticize my despair
But they won’t know
That I didn’t care
I like the silence
I like the empty streets
Crawl down ’em on hands and knees in a heartbeat
If I had to
I owe ’em that at the very least
Will romanticize my despair
But they won’t know
That I didn’t care
I like the silence
I like the empty streets
Crawl down ’em on hands and knees in a heartbeat
If I had to
I owe ’em that at the very least
The map had faded out, but I could have sworn
I noted every stride
I guess the rain hit
Before the ink could dry
And where I thought I’d be
Was not what I perceived
Assessing the progress
From beneath your sheets
That’s why I need the silence
I need the empty streets
Just as bad as they don’t need me
It’s a sick, sad sham of a marriage
But it’s all there is
It’s all I need
I can be everything you need
If you make me
I can be every crack in your concrete
If you let me off easy
I can be easily deceived
If you want that
But you are the ember of my heart
Whether you like that or not
I can be easily deceived
If you want that
But you are the ember of my heart
Whether you like that or not
Album
Modern Baseball – You're Gonna Miss It All
Modern Baseball – Pothole
Modern Baseball – Two Good Things
Modern Baseball – Your Graduation
Modern Baseball – Going To Bed Now
Modern Baseball – Timmy Bowers
Modern Baseball – Charlie Black
Modern Baseball – Notes
Modern Baseball – The Old Gospel Choir
Modern Baseball – Apartment
Modern Baseball – Rock Bottom
Modern Baseball – Broken Cash Machine
Modern Baseball – Fine, Great