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Late-Night Songwriting
08/08/10 at 08:42 PM by Matt Chylak
writing a song. i think it's a closer.

one more for the road

you flip your hair like a silver dollar,
but it never seems to glint in the rain.
i whispered goodbye through the glass, it lingered...
like breath on a windowpane,
and you can do what you want to, but the roads only go one way around here.
and you can say what you want to, but don't sell me on songs that i don't want to hear.

strum on the porch after sundown,
the cars age backwards on baimbridge and park.
cigarette silhouettes haven't dissipated yet
as embers burn back the dark.
and you can do what you want to, but i've got my pride and i won't be turning around.
and you can say what you want, but there isn't much left to stop me now.

'cause i can't hold a candle for each bridge i've burned
or put a scar on my cheek for every lesson learned.
at least a rose tattoo doesn't bare it's thorns after the needle leaves your arm.

so remember me before you go.
the night is wild, the lights are low.
i wrote this song just so you know.
remember me before you go.

i don't know what to sing here, the words never come out right,
so i guess i'll just wait for inspiration to come around another lonely night.
but that's just the way things are sometimes. the world spins, rain falls, and children rhyme.
so as the lights fade to black, i'll look back at my past, and no matter what, i promise to smile.
and you can do what you want to, but this is where i'll call my home.
and you can say what you want to, but the show's over after this song.

'cause i can't hold a candle for each bridge i've burned
or put a scar on my cheek for every lesson learned.
at least a rose tattoo doesn't bare it's thorns after the needle leaves your arm.

so remember me before you go.
the night is wild, the lights are low.
i wrote this song just so you know.
remember me before you go.

so remember me before you go.
the night is wild, the lights are low.
i wrote this song just so you know.
remember me before you go.

i've got time on my side, and that much i know
but i can't hold my tongue in this cold taillight glow.
i gave you my heart. i gave you my bones, and what do i have to show?
just a song in my lungs, an old hope in my chest.
it's time to exhale. let the moment pass.
i know what you want, and i did what you asked.
so as this goodbye fades to glass, take one for the road.

and remember me before you go.
Tags: writing, music, late nights, album 3
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after all
06/10/10 at 10:48 PM by Matt Chylak
someone very close to me told me that this the best song i've ever written.

after all


i know a couple down on market street that stabs you in the back
with the kindest smile you ever saw
they'll look you in the eyes and pump you full of lies,
then in their bedroom, they'll shoot your dog.
momma she makes the snowballs,
tells the old man where to throw,
but am i any better? after all, i'm the one laying in the snow.

she tends her garden like an autocrat, cuts the stems down just right,
he paces the brick walk slow.
the forget-me-nots look fine, but after a couple flasks of wine
they're not the roses you used to know:
i heard they say "don't plant your roots too deep,
if you want to see your saplings grow,"
but am i any better? after all, i'm the one who reaps what they sow.

one day you'll wake up in that big old house down the way,
and realize you've driven your friends and your family away.
i don't know how else to say it,
if i even want to fight back the dawn.
but am i any better? after all, i'm the one who cries when you're gone.

so now i sit at the bar with the rest of my kind, we say we don't wanna be like them.
we laugh and trade jokes through the music and smoke,
but blood runs thicker than red wine and remember whens.
and i strum my guitar as we sip our drinks,
ache about the ways they've done us wrong.
but am i any better? after all, i'm the one singing the song.
yeah, am i any better? after all, i'm the one singing the song.
Tags: writing, music, late nights, album 3
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