Boxcars and Other Obsolete Dreams

by Samantha Harlow

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released 15 September 2010

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tags: country americana roots Nashville

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Samantha Harlow is no stranger to a good story. She grew up hearing them around the kitchen table, listening to the ebb and ... more flow of her father's voice spin daily life into colorful tapestries. Her songs are an extension of every hot cup of coffee drank on a cold winter's night, propped up beside some of life's more unfortunate truths. less

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Track Name: Love Song No. 56
He poured all his time and money into a jar
She shot all her love into the crook of her left arm
The only time they touched was when the haze was almost gone
Life can be a drag when love is a drug

She said "the only time I pray is when the needle's dry"
He said "I call to God when the bottle's gone and I'm cryin'"
The Bible by the bed is used to carve out three good lines
Life can be a drag when love is a drug

Ooo, and it goes down so rough
Ooo, but they just can't get enough
Ooo, when their tables finally turn
They're bound to both get burned

Three dollars won't make time appear to stop
Two addicts with one habit won't beat the clock
Before the sun will rise, the day will already be shot
Life don't always drag when love is a drug

Ooo, and it goes down so rough
But once the pain is gone, it's not too tough
Ooo, when the tables finally turn
They'll wish they would have taken time to learn

The ties that bind have bound them to the ground
The bottom is where the lost are always found
The knockout came before they knew it was the final round
Life is such a drag when love is a drug
Track Name: Sticks and Stones
Mama always said pick yourself up again
battles are not lost by words that are said
My words cut you deep, deeper than I planned to go
The words you kept for yourself left scars you'll never know

Sticks and stones feel better than the silence of my telephone
Sticks and stones feel better than the way you left me here alone

Making believe that you were the one for me
Holding onto things that no one else could see
I've convinced myself there's nothing that I could do
You meant more to me than I did to you
Track Name: Empty Glass
He sat about five-foot-nothin with his feet planted square on the floor
His hands always shaking out the drink he had finished before
Most times he said little but once in awhile he would shift in his seat and he'd smile
The life he held back between breaths would stretch out and roll on like a Buick for miles

All I got from this world was a damn so I took it
And gave it to the girl who took all that was left of my plan
I'd give my right hand just to see her again and to
Tell her she swims at the bottom of my empty glass

The years of his life packed their bags on his face as the pages of time quickly turned
A day turned to ten and to decades of quietly watching his bridges all burn
Today I looked up from the counter to see that I finally saw nothing at all
The crowned prince of the lonely had realized the only way out was by taking a fall.

All he got from this life was a damn so he took it
And gave it right back to the one who had ruined his plan
He put his right hand on the trigger and drank it
And found himself lying at the bottom of an empty glass
He put his right hand on the trigger and drank it
And found himself dying at the bottom of an empty glass
Track Name: Rambling Girl Blues
Cigaretts and party dresses worn between the warm caress of twilight songs and shots of cheap gin
Time was leaning on the door waiting for the chance to pull her off the floor where no one else had been
Every night just like the last pick up stakes and find the fastest way to make a dream and waste a buck
It's all fun until someone hurts the day it rains on her she'll curse the clouds that hover over her good luck

She was born to die beneath a cardboard sky
From a life that wasn't lived only implied
Memories are cheap so she bought five
She'll play them all for anyone who's got time

Scattered over Tyler highway are the words he sent her
in the daytime when her curtains were closed tight
Tones are easy to ignore when they're stuffed inside a drawer with bubblegum and poems that are contrite
Sorry girl but i can't hitch to you my thoughts these bones are twitching for my lost and found itinerant mind
Take a breath and hold it in cuz the days get shorter
And the wind will whisk it all away with you entwined

Sing me the blues and sing them just loud enough for two
I think Elvis had the knack until he took that pill that he could not take back

Always looking never finding the reason for her wheels to wind around in more than circles on a track
Once around the clock she told me is all you need to know the score of all the schemes we make to hold us back