No Consolation
Jon Auer / Ken Stringfellow
salutations from a southern town
i've got tales from the dark side in me down
and in the back of my head there's a three act play
but i don't mind what the voices say
you were, you were
everything you said you'd never be
i make good time
to a place all mine
i was lucky i remembered
but that's no consolation
it's no consolation
and now the earth is angry and the sky is blue
and there's so much more i want to blame on you
like how you can't go the distance in a foreign car
and what you wish was for real will take you only so far
don't speak freely
you might have to hear what you're saying
i can do my time
in a place all mine
where it's lovely to remember
but that's no consolation
it's no consolation
no consolation
it's no consolation