Here Again from Neon by Sam Moss

Everything’s getting uglier around here
I didn’t ask it to but I had no choice
Sit down, won’t you buy me a beer
I’m empty in my pockets, I’m losing my voice

Gone away is the mystery of youth
I learned what it was once it had gone
Can’t say where I buried the proof
Dark eyes sparkling, the television on

Are we here again or is it my imagination?
Don’t you find that it’s to blame for all of this?
The false light, the clear sight, the revelation
I caught you singing to yourself

When they take us out of here
When they take us out for a ride
Are we crown jeweled and waving to the peasants?
Or tossed to the wind, to the side?

I traced your hand on the dance floor
As the lines drew heavier on my face
In the fear of what i was asking for
To the melody you hummed, we swayed

• Americana
• Boston
• Folk
• Massachusetts
• acoustic guitar
• singer-songwriter
• Staunton