I remember high beams blinding
I steered the wheel hard against the light
I woke to the scent of something burning
shattered glass and metal crashed
across the roadside bank that night
and the highway kept going
as I yelled toward the road
help me out here, I’m down here
please don't go
just dumb luck, I survived
couldn’t tell you how or why
I walked away without a scratch
to tell each and every last
I'm the man who should not be alive
Now I sit through these traffic jam evenings
to make my weekly meeting across town
I sip from my styrofoam cup of coffee
church basement stairs and folding chairs
I detail the events that brought me down
here among these strangers
who I've come to know
help me out here, I'm down here
please don't go
just dumb luck, I survived
couldn't tell you how or why
I walked away without a scratch
to tell each and every last
yeah, I'm the man who should not be alive
now no matter what I do I can’t fathom
the ways in which the world extracts its fee
how the driving force behind it seems so random
no final hour higher power
to right all the wrongs that we can see
still nobody can tell you
what they don’t know
help me out here, I’m down here
please don’t go
just dumb luck, I survived
couldn’t tell you how or why
I walked away without a scratch
tell each and every last
I’m the man who should not be alive
yeah, I'm the man who should not be alive
credits
from Sunrise at the Sunset Motel EP,
released January 12, 2024
Recorded at Microphone Dreams Studio in Columbus, Ohio by Jon Helm
Overdub Recording at home in Athens, Ohio by Adam Remnant
Produced by Adam Remnant and Jon Helm
Mixed by Adam Remnant
Mastered by Glenn Davis
Performed by Adam Remnant & the Signs:
Adam Remnant: guitars, vocals, organ
Jon Helm: Drums
Jesse Remnant: Bass
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