Scott Ginsberg, “Sweet Somethings,” Live at The Scottany Wedding (8.30.13)

Pay ourselves in hope till silver crosses our palms 

Take this poverty of vow

Squinting at the mirror just to see if it’s safe

It’s the stain that won’t wash out

Sweet, sweet somethings I 

Repeat on this salty night

Sweet, sweet somethings I 

Repeat on this salty night

Hanging all our fortunes not on chance

Making friends before we make requests

And we will go and eat the world if we can

To feed this starving artist bent

Sweet, sweet somethings I 

Repeat on this salty night

Sweet, sweet somethings I 

Repeat on this salty night

Set our palms against the stone

These two hearts are not alone

Protect us from what we want

All them statues shooting up

Sweet, sweet somethings I 

Repeat on this salty night

Sweet, sweet somethings I 

Repeat on this salty night

“Sweet Somethings” can be found on my fifth album, Let The City Crumble.