The Road Back From Perdition

1 week ago by @roblyon5150 · @moeysullivan

Liner Notes

I sent the music to @moeysullivan to write the lyrics for and sing it. It's a song about her neighbors. #collaboration #FAWM #fawm2025 #acousticonetake

Lyrics

On the road back from perdition I saw a bird
Picking at some crust in the gutter
The morning fog was lifting off the nighttime trash
The woman in the doorway just muttered
I’ve heard her speak so gentle and I’ve heard her scream
At the tourists as she sits in her blankets
The liquor store or Cuban joint is her normal scene
If you give her stuff she’s not gonna thank you

On the road back from perdition I smelled the wind
Coming from the meat packing plant
The kid they call Australia lives down by there
You’ll know him by his flittering hands
Australia’s got a conversation, goes nonstop
Syllables that don’t go together
He’ll wear the coat you give him until the rain stops
You’ll find it in the underpass later

On the road back from perdition I saw a man
It hurt because he used to be mine
His woman passes by in a cloud of perfume
They’re sure that they are doing just fine
You go through the valley of the shadow and then
You climb back out into freedom
The road back from perdition is a quiet road
All you hear is the sound of your breathing

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