taylor mccall - quartermaster lyrics
gentlemen, swords, and pistols
heading off to war whistling
soft goodbyes for their wives
in advance, i hope you write
she was the fairest of them all
now i’m left with her ghost
hauntin’ me in the morning hours
early may, i brought you flowers
at the sink staring off
coffee in me is wearing off
such a cruel realization
the plans we made won’t come to fruition
used to sleep right through the storms
just whiskey and me out on the porch
looking out into this darkness
and the canvas of your face my darling
the things he’d give just to relive
the oldеr days of his younger years
and maybe, maybе get the chance
he was quartermaster of the past
came to warn of time, running out, he said
“baby, don’t even stop to catch your breath”
’cause in the end we’ll rest, we’ll rest
under, under the gravestone
ah+oo, ah+oo, mm+mm
ah+oo, ah+oo, mm+mm
i used to walk these streets
now seem distant to me
stayed up all night
like the bottle and glass, i’m empty
even though it may be temporary
i’d like to see your eyes and envy
every second that we shared
and oh these walls could talk
but they’re casting shadows at once
songs of my ache and burden
that flew to the furnace
the furnace
the things he’d give just to relive
the older days of his younger years
and maybe, maybe get the chance
he was quartermaster of the past
came to warn of time, running out, he said
“baby, don’t even stop to catch your breath”
’cause in the end we’ll rest, we’ll rest
under, under the gravestone
ah+oo, ah+oo, mm+mm
ah+oo, ah+oo, mm+mm
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