From the recording Whisky in the Kitchen
This song was written a almost ten years ago with a few new things added. It was originally written on the acoustic guitar, but after years of performing it live on the acoustic guitar and with my previous band, the song is now in its final form.
ALL MUSIC performed and recorded by Sarah Halter
Mixing and Mastering - Matt Very at Very Tight Recordings
Album Art - Sarah Halter
Lyrics
It's that time again when the season starts to break
No going back to those cold summer days
It's about time we had the chance to get away
Going up to see your folks for a bleak holiday, holiday, holiday
It's raining in Boston on a Tuesday afternoon
Whisky in the kitchen goes 'round, and then to you
No sign or warning of a bad attitude
Whisky in the kitchen goes 'round and then to you
And then to you
And then to you
Unknown cues to fight you make me restless and blue
There's no apology for what you did and didn't do
Now here's a story for when life runs us through
The wounds on my soul are starting to ooze
It's raining in Boston on a Tuesday afternoon
Whisky in the kitchen goes 'round, and then to you
No sign or warning or a bad attitude
Whisky in the kitchen goes 'round and then to you
And then to you
And then to you
White ashes in a black urn
Salem's heart is calling in all of its lofty charm
White ashes in a black urn
Salem's heart is calling, but I'm not to return
Oh, oh
IT'S TIME TO GO
White ashes in a black urn
Pale like your skin
CAUSING ME TO BURN
White ashes in a black urn
Paler than the porcelain tub we
WITH EVERY SHOT I SLIP AWAY
IT'S ONLY A MATTER OF TIME UNTIL SOMETHING
BREAKS
It's raining in Boston on a Tuesday afternoon
Whisky in the kitchen goes 'round and then to you
No sign or warning of a bad attitude
Whisky in the kitchen goes 'round
White ashes in a black urn
Pale like your skin
CAUSING ME TO BURN
White ashes in a black urn
Paler than the porcelain tub we
FUCKED IN
Unknown cues to fight you make me restless and blue
Whisky in the kitchen goes 'round and then to you.