We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Works and Days

from Local State Inertia by Horace Pinker

/

lyrics

I can march like Sisyphus
And repeat on an endless loop
I can march like Atlas
With my baggage on my shoulders
All the quiet guilt
Keeps me handcuffed to my boulder
Even now I only think
I need a better cover to disguise
But it's worn off and I call this trepidation
On this worn down road I come
On this rutted path I'm stuck
And I go no hesitation
I don't let myself get too close
Staying at this distance
Won't get burned like Icarus
I always have a steady fear
It's alright I'll stick it out stay
In my own atmosphere
Even now I only think I need a better engine
Won't burn out
But it's worn down
And I call this trepidation
Always out of reach

credits

from Local State Inertia, released October 7, 2011
Greg Mytych - Bass|Vocals
Bryan Jones - Drums
Scott Eastman - Guitar|Vocals
Karl Eifrig - Guitar

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Horace Pinker Chicago, Illinois

Horace Pinker has toured the world relentlessly, playing in more than 20 countries and featured on some of the biggest festivals. They have released 8 full length records, 14 EP's, appeared on over 30 compilations, network TV shows and various magazines. They continue to defy the trends and release powerful music with thoughtful lyrics that cannot be pinned down to a simple category or genre. ... more

contact / help

Contact Horace Pinker

Streaming and
Download help

Report this track or account

If you like Horace Pinker, you may also like: