Yellow Graveyard from Dorm Songs by Very Close Friend

Tonight I’m without truth, deep in lies I tell myself
My hands pull the insides of my pockets
I walk on through this lonely town, this stony town, this bony town
Cars in love fly by like nothing

In the town’s graveyard, all yellowed by ancient lights
Ryan, Joan, Rachel, Rodney and Simone sleep below
tombstoned and overgrown, together and all alone
I’m not much for company

If I acted on my impulses I’d lie in the yellow graveyard
To die for a little while, and rise when I’m ready to live
I’d read the epitaphs to the cars of midnight dreams
Til tomorrow summons me

How do I say yes to the man I ought to be?
My head is an echo chamber, with all these ideals
That are never carried out, never fully realized
Am I fated to be undefined

• Folk
• acoustic guitar
• shitting
• singer-songwriter
• toot
• Austin