Young Man
from Better This Season by Rejectioneers
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lyrics
I am a young man sleeping in the morning waiting for the work to come.
All of my children, crying in the bedroom, waiting for their father to come.
Burn up the hours. Make excuses. I am a dead man's son.
With my eyes closed, it's all just noises. I can't see anyone.
I am a soldier standing in the back line waiting for my brothers to fall.
I'm just a coward hangin' in the corner, dishonorable waste of clothes.
Burn up the hours. Make excuses. I am a dead man's son.
With my eyes closed, it's all just noises. I can't see anyone.
From here, I guess you'll never know, but I can't carry this anymore.
If you hear my words, I need you to know
I won't think about it in the silence.
I won't miss you when I'm all alone.
I won't speak your name, or hear your voice, or see you when my eyes are closed.
I am a liar sitting at the truck stop waiting for the coins to fall...
A bad gambler, an unsuccessful father, fat and old and living alone.
Burn up the hours. Make excuses. I am a dead man's son.
With my eyes closed, it's all just noises. I can't see anyone.
From here, I guess you'll never know, but I can't carry this anymore.
If you hear my words, I need you to know
I won't think about it in the silence.
I won't miss you when I'm all alone.
I won't speak your name, or hear your voice, or see you when my eyes are closed.
You were a husband to widows and their orphans.
You left them with nothing, took the car when they were sleeping.
Well this is me in spite of you.
So when you hear my words, don't stop listening.
From here, I guess you'll never know, but I can't carry this anymore.
If you hear my words, I need you to know
I won't think about it in the silence.
I won't miss you when I'm all alone.
I won't speak your name, or hear your voice, or see you when my eyes are closed.
All of my children, crying in the bedroom, waiting for their father to come.
Burn up the hours. Make excuses. I am a dead man's son.
With my eyes closed, it's all just noises. I can't see anyone.
I am a soldier standing in the back line waiting for my brothers to fall.
I'm just a coward hangin' in the corner, dishonorable waste of clothes.
Burn up the hours. Make excuses. I am a dead man's son.
With my eyes closed, it's all just noises. I can't see anyone.
From here, I guess you'll never know, but I can't carry this anymore.
If you hear my words, I need you to know
I won't think about it in the silence.
I won't miss you when I'm all alone.
I won't speak your name, or hear your voice, or see you when my eyes are closed.
I am a liar sitting at the truck stop waiting for the coins to fall...
A bad gambler, an unsuccessful father, fat and old and living alone.
Burn up the hours. Make excuses. I am a dead man's son.
With my eyes closed, it's all just noises. I can't see anyone.
From here, I guess you'll never know, but I can't carry this anymore.
If you hear my words, I need you to know
I won't think about it in the silence.
I won't miss you when I'm all alone.
I won't speak your name, or hear your voice, or see you when my eyes are closed.
You were a husband to widows and their orphans.
You left them with nothing, took the car when they were sleeping.
Well this is me in spite of you.
So when you hear my words, don't stop listening.
From here, I guess you'll never know, but I can't carry this anymore.
If you hear my words, I need you to know
I won't think about it in the silence.
I won't miss you when I'm all alone.
I won't speak your name, or hear your voice, or see you when my eyes are closed.
credits
from Better This Season,
released March 11, 2014
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Rejectioneers Columbia
Rejectioneers is an Post Punk/Indie Rock band based out of Columbia, SC. Featuring members from several of South Carolina's prominent artists, Rejectioneers present a sound that is experienced, polished, and mature. Although the sound is refined, the vocals, lyrics, melodies, and overall emotion behind the songs shine through. ... more
discography
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Apr 2020 -
Mar 2014 -
Mar 2014 -
Aug 2011
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