• Artist: Mike Stocksdale
  • Title: Down The Road
  • Genre: Folk, Pop - Adult Contemporary
  • Mood: Laid Back/Groovy
  • Speed: Medium Fast (95-130)
  • Instruments: Real Drums/Drum Kit, Acoustic Guitar (Guitar, Banjo, Mandolin), All Other, Bass, Keyboards/Organs
  • Track type: Lyric - Full Length
  • Date added: 7/26/2010
  • Lyric themes: Traveling, Storytelling, Reminiscing, Friendship
  • Lyrics: The camera men weren't filming, but the movie still played on. Jack was dressed in jester's clothes, and Susan sang along. But me I was not smiling, though I really thought I should. 'Cause all the girls I wish I knew had shown me all they could. The night turned into day, we stepped into the cold, and two old friends drove down the road. The future is upon us, but no one told the man even if you're dying not to shout it if you can. But me I tried to notice something other than his whim. I focused on my pancakes, but my mind belonged to him. That morning lingered on, afraid of growing old, two old friends drove down the road. The cattle couldn't cut it, and the monkey told them so. But none of them had noticed he doesn't get to go. Me I stepped aside, just to let them have their way. Even though I's last in line, I's also last to stay. We boarded on that plane, our stories never told, and two old friends drove down the road Even though she's lonley, wearing sweaters on her thighs. Elizabeth still waits for me to fall out of the sky. And me I wear that dunce cap in the corner of her room. Though gravity will pull me down I'm climbing to my doom. And the music starts to fade as winter days grow cold. The music we once played it has been lost among the bold. As all begin to age we hide what we once showed. And the cards we used to bluff, they've all begun to fold. The exit sign's in spanish, and he wonders why she cares. That girl who works for mickey mouse has questioned his despair. And me I like to watch them as the camera man I am. Someone I've never met before can be a long lost friend. My train it rolls along, my plane it takes me home, and two old friends, two old friends, I said two old friends drove down the road.
  • Keywords: light, simple, Bass, Desire, Organic
  • Ending type: Fade Out

About Mike Stocksdale

Mike Stocksdale

Santa Monica, CA United States

Mike Stocksdale by Jeff Fasano

Mike Stocksdale is an artist you've listened to your whole life, or at least it feels that way. There is familiarity in his melodies, and the honest stories he tells hit home. His ability to translate his personal experiences into relatable lyrics is, in a word, captivating.

Los Angeles native Stocksdale embodies all aspects of true musicianship, with a technical education in guitar from the Musician’s Institute in Hollywood, CA, and a past rich with ...

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