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Gathering Dust

from Letters to Aliens by Rhyan Sinclair

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lyrics

This old house was a beauty in her day,
But her colors have slowly faded in the rain
The neighborhood kids broke out the windows again
The ceilings weep, oh, the tears just keep falling down,
So, they’re tearing this old beauty to the ground

Three doors down, you hardly ever see a light
But, you can hear that man’s screams echo through the night
Love leaves for work, but rage pulls back into the drive
She’s bound to pay the price for his hell of a day
He takes the toll and she takes the blame

She doesn’t know where she’s going, but she’s leaving in the morning  
With the dog and a small suitcase
Fill her cup with the sunrise, then make her getaway
No more waiting, praying for the day
That she won’t be sitting there
Gathering dust

Just down the street, lives a woman old and gray
Glass figures in the window catch the last light of day
The moments run together when no one stops by
Passing headlights cast shadows through the hall
While she talks to picture frame ghosts on the wall

She never got over that man she met in October
1961
She waits for the day they lay her down
So she can return to the heaven she’d found
Sometimes I hear her say
“I don’t want to sit here gathering dust“

I sit by the window, catching glimpses of life
Collecting distractions from the world outside  

I’ve worn the face of grief, and I’ve been the one to do the leaving
But it’s been a while since I’ve been brave and I’m not grieving
Who am I to say a thing,
When I’m watching from the window, gathering dust?

I’m not a victim of circumstance,
Lord, I’ve got time and I’ve got plans
But somehow I’m still sitting here, gathering dust
Can’t help but sit here, gathering dust
Nothing’s keeping me here
Nothing’s keeping me here

credits

from Letters to Aliens, released March 4, 2022
Rhyan Sinclair - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Keys
Danny Flanigan - Electric Guitar
Jeff Binder - Bass
Cary Shields - Drums, Percussion
Toni Karpinski - Harmony Vocals
Fats Kaplin - Pedał Steel, Fiddle

"Gathering Dust" written by Rhyan Sinclair
Produced by Rhyan Sinclair and Jason Groves
Engineered and mastered by Jason Groves at Sneak Attack Recording Co. in Lexington, KY

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