Track 2 of the single Boardwalk Closed Till May · 2015
Drifting Past the Drive-In
“Weeds in the cracks and a screen gone dark; we watched the last summer slip by. The B-side drifts the way we did.”
folk rock · dream folk · wistful jangle · 3:48
Lyrics
Summer's end and the screen's gone dark Weeds in the cracks of the old car park We came here once with a borrowed car Counting the moths around the stars The speaker poles still lean and sway Like they're listening for a film to play I close my eyes and I hear it still Laughing in the dark on the hillside hill Time goes soft at the edges Like a reel left in the sun Drifting past the drive-in Where the whole world used to glow Drifting past the drive-in On the road we used to know Silver ghosts on a faded screen Everything we were is in between Drifting past the drive-in Let the dream go slow Popcorn smell in the evening air A memory that isn't really there But I tip my hat to the empty lot For every wish we ever got Time goes soft at the edges Like a reel left in the sun Drifting past the drive-in Where the whole world used to glow Drifting past the drive-in On the road we used to know Silver ghosts on a faded screen Everything we were is in between Drifting past the drive-in Let the dream go slow Roll the credits on the summer Fade the lights to blue I'd stay a little longer But the highway's calling through Drifting past the drive-in Where the whole world used to glow Drifting past the drive-in On the road we used to know Silver ghosts on a faded screen Everything we were is in between Drifting past the drive-in Let the dream go slow Let the dream go slow Let the dream go slow