top of page
Amber, Out Back

She spent the late shift

Workin’ the bottomless pit

Afterwards I’d give her a lift,

And we’d smoke out back a bit.

​

Her father left her down

In Philly one Sunday

Said he had to go underground,

to straighten up and veer away.

​

[chorus]

Amber was an arrowhead sharpened,

From a boy's life you can’t remember.

She always knew what happened, 

but I'm just a lost dream of Amber.

​

Her next deal came down too short,

The sky came up a little too mean,

She thought, Dyin’s a streetlight sport,

And hard love goes down unseen.

​

We would hang out back of Dawn’s,

And talk about sleepy things we feel,

The dumpsters green, like heavy yawns, 

she saw through little thin ideals.

​

[chorus]

​

She said, You have a lot to learn,

Like you wait all night at the station,

and that time is for a man to understand

how to swallow down his satisfaction.

​

Her nervous legs didn’t like bad advice,

And her fists held were hard to hold,

Her smart mouth hated to listen,

But her black eyes always told.

​

[chorus]

​

bottom of page