Alewife

Red Vines
You were the last stop on the red line
I don’t presume there’ll be a next time
Everything sweet comes with a deadline
Dreamboat
You were the best thing on the east coast
You sat by the harbor in a peacoat
I saw a storm cloud in the seafoam

I hit the bottle
And I could be whoever you want
And that’s my problem
I could be whoever you want
It was silk
It was twill
It was linen
It was everything it could havе been
But it isn’t
I hit the bottle
And I can meet wherеver you are
And that’s the gospel
Said I can be whoever you want
It was skin
It was gin
It was lemon
It was everything it should have been but it isn’t

It’s been a long time coming
It’s been a long time
We never speak much on it
It’s always the wrong time
All of the fault lines cracked
All of the good times rolled
It’s been a long time coming
It’s been a long time