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“Trestle” (Darragh/Corcoran) (acoustic demo)

June 4, 2015

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(1st Verse)

Can’t  forget those times that we shared

Simpler days when everything was fast

Hanging on the trestle with no cares

Wung that bottle and hit that sleeping bag

Down by the catwalk drooling stares

Didn’t realize it then, but those moments still last

(chorus)

Walking carefully, watching out for the gaps

Testing the wood, with nimble toe taps

Crossing the trestle, with cigarette packs

Swinging our legs, as we tried to figure out the facts

And then there was that one time when I fell through the cracks

(2nd  Verse)

Turn to the left, foliage

Turn to the right, Little Street bridge

Just a dangerous shortcut, for resilient kids

Went back there at night, with chicks and flipped our lids

Discovered each other, and laughs and tears

Burnt out and fucked up, for our formative years

(Chorus)

Walking carefully, watching out for the gaps

Testing the wood, with nimble toe taps

Crossing the trestle, with cigarette packs

Swinging our legs, as we tried to figure out the facts

And then there was that one time when you fell through the cracks

(3rd Verse)

Last time I was there I couldn’t cross the tracks

They put up chain links fences and blocked our path

Center Street and Second Street now just lacks

That joyful adventure of risking your back

 

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