Hot Cement from Staticshifter by Yin Waster

I gotta cold
I gotta cold
At least its something to
Hold onto

I gotta phone
I gotta phone
At least there’s someone to
At least there’s someone to talk too

I got places to be
And I got faces to see
Hopefully
Hopefully

Downtown and shivering
North of where I’m living
Oh no
Here comes tomorrow

When the snow starts to fall
And the city feels flat
And the salt trucks let their wheels melt
Underneath the heat of the lamps

You can see what’s happening
You can see what’s happening
You can see it all

Not again with the delays
Not again with the delays
Watching each shuttle come into land
Leave me here, leave me here, haunt me here

Not again with the delays
Watching each shuttle come into land
Leave me here, leave me here, haunt me here

Cause it’s a strange magic
Cause it’s a strange magic
Cause it’s a strange magic
Cause it’s a strange magic

You can see what’s happening
You can see what’s happening
You can see what’s happening
You can see it

On top of hot cement
Folding where the day bends
Watching what I can
Twisting to get along

• Bedroom
• Indie
• Psychedelic
• Rock
• lo-fi
• Chicago