Rust in the Gears
v4
@giuseppe pitzeri
Rust in the Gears
v4
@giuseppe pitzeri
Songteksten
[Verse 1]
The wheels of the clock were choked with rust
Every shadow settled like a layer of dust
We stood where the highway meets the grey
Waiting for the stars to find something to say
You reached for my hand like you weren’t sure
Like the world might split in the middle of the floor
Your thumb traced circles on my wrist
Like you were timing every risk
[Chorus]
Hold on
We’re twenty miles from anything
Just taillights fading
No one listening
If this is all we ever get
A sky burnt out
A cigarette
Then let the rust keep turning slow
If you let go
I won’t let go
[Verse 2]
The hum of the trucks rolled past our feet
Leaving tire ghosts in the summer heat
You laughed too loud at something small
Said
“If I start crying
I won’t stop at all”
Your jacket wrapped around my knees
Oil on your cuffs
Smell of gasoline
You said
“I’m tired of almost
Tired of wait”
And kissed me hard like slamming on the brakes
[Chorus]
Hold on
We’re twenty miles from anything
Just taillights fading
No one listening
If this is all we ever get
A sky burnt out
A cigarette
Then let the rust keep turning slow
If you let go
I won’t let go
[Bridge]
Years from now when the gears give out (oh oh)
When the faces blur and the road’s worn down
Will you remember that quiet shoulder
Where the night grew loud as our hearts grew bolder
[Chorus]
Hold on
We’re twenty miles from anything
Just taillights fading
No one listening
If this is all we ever get
A sky burnt out
A cigarette
Then let the rust keep turning slow
If you let go
I won’t let go
If you let go
I won’t let go
The wheels of the clock were choked with rust
Every shadow settled like a layer of dust
We stood where the highway meets the grey
Waiting for the stars to find something to say
You reached for my hand like you weren’t sure
Like the world might split in the middle of the floor
Your thumb traced circles on my wrist
Like you were timing every risk
[Chorus]
Hold on
We’re twenty miles from anything
Just taillights fading
No one listening
If this is all we ever get
A sky burnt out
A cigarette
Then let the rust keep turning slow
If you let go
I won’t let go
[Verse 2]
The hum of the trucks rolled past our feet
Leaving tire ghosts in the summer heat
You laughed too loud at something small
Said
“If I start crying
I won’t stop at all”
Your jacket wrapped around my knees
Oil on your cuffs
Smell of gasoline
You said
“I’m tired of almost
Tired of wait”
And kissed me hard like slamming on the brakes
[Chorus]
Hold on
We’re twenty miles from anything
Just taillights fading
No one listening
If this is all we ever get
A sky burnt out
A cigarette
Then let the rust keep turning slow
If you let go
I won’t let go
[Bridge]
Years from now when the gears give out (oh oh)
When the faces blur and the road’s worn down
Will you remember that quiet shoulder
Where the night grew loud as our hearts grew bolder
[Chorus]
Hold on
We’re twenty miles from anything
Just taillights fading
No one listening
If this is all we ever get
A sky burnt out
A cigarette
Then let the rust keep turning slow
If you let go
I won’t let go
If you let go
I won’t let go
Stijl van muziek
Moody indie folk ballad, male vocals; fingerpicked acoustic guitar and soft upright bass, brushed snare entering at the first chorus. Verses stay intimate and close-mic’d; choruses widen with airy harmonies and a subtle organ pad. Bridge swells with bowed strings, then everything drops to guitar and voice for the final chorus line.
