Dar Williams - When Sal's Burned Down Lyrics
Words and music by dar williamsAre we the fools for being suprised that a silence could end with no soundLike the silent movie era like with snow like when sals burnedDownWell yeah there was noise but nothing to mark the passing onOf that great unspoken chance we had foundWhere the nights end came well-trod and familiarLike the charlie chapin walk that fades to blackAnd there wasnt anyone trying to sell their soulsThey were only trying to buy them backThey were only trying to buy them backWell yeah there was a sal he walked with bulging pockets round townEither he was up to no good or he just got excited watching things burn downWell I guess he got the idea if you hold a chunk of gold in your hand nowFor once in your life you can throw some weight aroundAnd sal you slimeball sell-out how can we blame youWe all want something to put our fingers onAnd you never know the true throne that youve lostTill the vinyl barstools are goneTill the vinyl barstools are goneIf you toss around some words you might say thatSal was carrying a torch for the mobBut the mobs gone too yeah the only sign of them leftIs on every screen at the multiplex and we go there no prob heyCause there aint no cowboys in this connecticut townNo not anymore, no, not since sals burned downOnce youd dip your tin cup down in the muses watering holeOr pioneer a new patch of common groundThen youd lie on your time-traveled bedrollQuite amazed at the expansive terrain*And if anyone said that youd never have fame and fortune justThat barYou know youd ride that way againI bet youd ride that way again
