| Legs of Lead BY: Fritz Beer (Copyright 2001)
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WRITER'S COMMENTS: This song is about a hitchike I took fron New Orleans back home to St. Louis. I was sick of New Orleans and hitchhiked back home for a few weeks to see if maybe I should go back for good. It took exactly 24 hours up IH-55 to make the trek. That included alot of walking, and a few weird encounters along the way. As it turns out, location didn't matter. I was frozen with indecision for a million other reasons. A friend of mine, Greg Franklin, actually said the words "legs of lead" in regard to his conception of "The Lead" and "How to Swing It," or because neither of us could make a decision regarding anything. I forget which. Regardless, his comment, on the heels of that dreadful hitchhike, were the inspiration for the song..
Stuck in a wheelchair is how I feel when I think of all the things that have come Turning back to see how far away you are at the end of a gamut I've run One step at a time could take years to get it right and I want to bring it all to a head But like in dreams where you can't run fast if you can walk at all and I'm standing on legs of lead
And I'm trying to get back and I'm trying to catch up but I don't have any luck on these legs of lead Trying to get back and I'm trying to catch up but I don't have any luck on these legs of lead
Lost in my home town is how it's been I refuse to blame it all on myself With nothing but confusion to offer anyone at least it's something I have Tried to keep up tried to hear a woman right tried to wish that I thought that I had But self-deception is an art that is taught from the start and you can't deny legs of lead
Buried by languor and facts and proof and emotion caught in expression Pressed into agreement by a twisted idea and it's clear and it's crisp and it's vivid Pulling on my hips hard against the floor scraping off my skin til it bled And I drag myself up fifty five highway late at night 24 hours on these legs of lead |
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