When Sals Burned Down — текст песни (Dar Williams)

Words and music by dar williams



Are we the fools for being suprised that a silence could end with no sound

Like the silent movie era like with snow like when sals burned

Down

Well yeah there was noise but nothing to mark the passing on

Of that great unspoken chance we had found

Where the nights end came well-trod and familiar

Like the charlie chapin walk that fades to black

And there wasnt anyone trying to sell their souls

They were only trying to buy them back

They were only trying to buy them back



Well yeah there was a sal he walked with bulging pockets round town

Either he was up to no good or he just got excited watching things burn down

Well I guess he got the idea if you hold a chunk of gold in your hand now

For once in your life you can throw some weight around

And sal you slimeball sell-out how can we blame you

We all want something to put our fingers on

And you never know the true throne that youve lost

Till the vinyl barstools are gone

Till the vinyl barstools are gone



If you toss around some words you might say that

Sal was carrying a torch for the mob

But the mobs gone too yeah the only sign of them left

Is on every screen at the multiplex and we go there no prob hey

Cause there aint no cowboys in this connecticut town

No not anymore, no, not since sals burned down

Once youd dip your tin cup down in the muses watering hole

Or pioneer a new patch of common ground

Then youd lie on your time-traveled bedroll

Quite amazed at the expansive terrain*

And if anyone said that youd never have fame and fortune just

That bar

You know youd ride that way again

I bet youd ride that way again