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Second Hand Rocking Chair

from Bury Your Hatchet by Piedmont Temperance Movement

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lyrics

In a very old room, with very old floors
Made of white oak, cut down before the wars
Walls that have heard the dreams and schemes of many men
I still see you sitting there,In that second-hand rocking chair,
A baby lulled to sleep by that song again

A borrowed tune, In a borrowed room,
On borrowed time, beneath a borrowed moon,

Rock that weathered hand-me-down,
(Holding you up, holding you up)
Roll back years in shades of brown,
(Now is enough, now is enough)
A well-worn path, carved and curved
A life inscribed in old heartwood,
By the days that know us.

You said “I do,” but had no way to know
which way our crooked path would go
But we thought the story
would be ours to write
Slowly making sense of all we received,
Shaped by second-hand memories,
Singing old familiar songs makes it feel alright

A borrowed tune, in a borrowed room,
On borrowed time, beneath a borrowed moon,

Rock that weathered hand-me-down,
(Holding you up, holding you up)
Roll back years in shades of brown,
(Now is enough, now is enough)
A well-worn path, carved and curved
A life inscribed in old heartwood,
By the days that know us.

It isn’t ours, but we can hold it for a minute
It isn’t ours, but we can carve our initials in it

Now it seems we’ve built a life of our own,
Moss grown lush on our rolling stone,
Two chips off the block who shake the rafters loose
We bent those beams under a common star,
Past lights singing over who we are,
Hand in hand we stumble toward the truth
A borrowed tune, In a borrowed room,
On borrowed time, beneath a borrowed moon,

Rock that weathered hand-me-down,
(Holding you up, holding you up)
Roll back years in shades of brown,
(Now is enough, now is enough)
A well-worn path, carved and curved
A life inscribed in old heartwood,
By the days that know us.
All things are meant to pass along,
To hands whose work is carried on,
By the days that know us.

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from Bury Your Hatchet, released June 17, 2020
Written by Brian Sullivan

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Piedmont Temperance Movement Charlotte, North Carolina

A folk-ish quartet from Charlotte, NC. Four strapping gents picking, strumming, and mellifluously singing songs old and new. Goodtime vibes, eclectic sets.

"Moving Temperance out of the Piedmont one drink at a time"

"Good time portents and nostalgic laments for the world weary and spirit thirsty soul"

Brian "Doc" Sullivan
Adam "Hitch" Nannini
Graham "Buster" McGoogan
Matthew "Kidd" Files ... more

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