Letra de This Year (The Jordan Lake Sessions Volume 3)
It uh, it has been a joy to play music for you again See you tomorrow, I hope we will see you in the actual world soon And it's gonna be so good, I think about it all the time I think about it every day We're gonna see you face to face One, two, three, goI broke free on a Saturday morning I put the pedal to the floor Headed north on Mills Avenue And listened to the engine roarMy broken house behind me, all good things ahead A girl named Cathy wants a little of my time Six cylinders underneath the hood, crashing and kicking Ahh, listen to the engine whineI am going to make it through this year If it kills me I am going to make it through this year If it kills meI played video games in a drunken haze I was seventeen years young Hurt my knuckles punching the machines The taste of scotch rich on my tongue, yeahAnd then Cathy showed up and we hung out Trading swigs from a bottle, all bitter and clean Locking eyes, holding hands Twin high maintenance machinesI am going to make it through this year If it kills me I am going to make it through this year If it kills meI drove home in the California dusk I could hear the alcohol inside of me hum Pictured the look on my stepfather's face Ready for the bad things to comeI down-shifted as I turned into the driveway The motor screaming out, it was stuck in second gear The scene ends badly, as you might imagine In a cavalcade of anger and fear There will be feasting, there will be dancing in Jerusalem next yearI am going to make it through this year If it kills me I am going to make it, gonna make it through this year If it kills me If it kills me If itThank you, goodnight