St. Modesto-Chris Walla

[ti:St. Modesto] [ar:Chris Walla] [al:Field Manual] [00:00.46]Chris Walla - St. Modesto [00:04.10] [00:13.77] [00:15.78]Saint Modesto, you were the ground line humming. [00:22.82]You were the thread of fire upon this night, [00:29.77]You,could feel the living- [00:33.26]You staggered and blew your,money, [00:37.03]A summery tailiwind there upon our heels, [00:46.14]Me and you. [00:49.28] [01:02.45]All down the valley, you'd drag me along for measure. [01:09.31]The boredom was deafening at any speed. [01:16.01]Still,I could hear your breathing. [01:19.93]You were as loud as,the engine's gravel, [01:23.68]Winding though Altamont, [01:26.13]Towards the sea, you and me. [01:38.79] [01:42.07]If you're the one who can save this broken wreck [01:49.08]Then this is the end- we'll be through soon,I suspect. [01:57.79]Don't argue, these are facts. [02:04.13] [02:10.16]San Fransisco, eighty and four miles later: [02:17.33]We were,the vapor trails among the hills; [02:24.84]And there above us,an antenna of God, a broadcast, [02:31.59]The table of contents,right down through the trees. [02:39.14]We were the pixels on,the fallen leaves. What do we do? [02:51.21] [02:57.03]Are you the one who can save this gory mess? [03:03.75]I know,you're a friend. [03:06.02]You've been right and true, I guess. [03:15.67] [03:16.81]I know you'd take one on the chin, [03:19.53]You'd take it in the,teeth for me. [03:25.38]We are a team, but we are untied. [03:31.48]I'm,sinking with the weight of all things I cannot do, [03:38.16]But when I'm losing it, I know you're losing it too. [03:47.65] [04:01.16]Saint Modesto, you were the guitar I'm strumming. [04:08.36]You were the power chord that made the light. [04:12.93] [04:21.71]End [04:25.06]