Porch Songs-Chris Pureka

[ti:Porch Songs] [ar:Chris Pureka] [al:Driving North] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Porch Songs - Chris Pureka [00:12.42]We sang porch songs like we were rock stars [00:17.28] [00:17.78]We drank cheap beer and tried to make it last [00:22.54] [00:23.81]Then it was back in the car [00:26.31]The coast to the cornfields [00:29.12]Maybe we were just looking for something else to call ourselves [00:33.89] [00:37.86]Rest stop coffee yeah postcards back home [00:43.14] [00:44.69]Back seat scenes of strange towns [00:47.37]Keep driving on driving on [00:50.15]In the middle of the night we took a wrong turn [00:54.70] [00:55.87]Ended up on a mountain in the pine trees and the moonlit earth [01:00.43] [01:04.32]Oh the scattered light a photograph in mind [01:10.27]Of a summer day squinting at the sun [01:15.32] [01:15.90]It's a warm stone that I carry along [01:22.37] [01:22.97]You know I you know that I [01:27.46] [01:28.30]I've been saving quarters for the toll roads [01:34.41]We can pack the car tonight we can leave town tomorrow [01:40.50]Put me on a porch swing out in Portland [01:45.47] [01:46.27]Put me on an F train roll me back into Brooklyn [01:52.04] [02:03.43]Well we closed the bars like we were cowboys [02:08.52]And then we wrote our names in the dirt [02:12.18]By the side of the road [02:13.94] [02:14.99]And October came and the winter drew near [02:20.06] [02:21.05]With the cold fingers digging in under the ribs [02:25.65] [02:26.18]But we were campfire girls and we were kicking up the leaves [02:31.98]And we returned to our jobs with our clothes smelling of wood-smoke [02:37.29] [02:40.80]Oh the scattered light a photograph in mind [02:46.80]Of a summer day squinting at the sun [02:52.27]It's a warm stone that I carry along [02:57.97] [02:59.22]You know I you know that I [03:04.52]I've been saving quarters for the toll roads [03:09.98] [03:10.64]We can pack the car tonight we can leave town tomorrow [03:16.65]Put me on a porch swing out in Portland [03:21.48] [03:22.28]Put me on an F train roll me back into Brooklyn [03:28.09] [03:39.46]We sang porch songs like we were rock stars [03:44.23] [03:44.87]We drank cheap beer and tried to make it last