Story Behind The Song
This is a song about a real place in my hometown. A place that you would go as a last resort. Someone I knew spent some time there and this is what I saw.
| Song Length |
3:41 |
Genre |
Folk - Americana, Country - Americana |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Heartbreaking, Poignant |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Neon burnt out like the love that you once shared
Holes along the ancient drapes no longer hide the glare
Smell of stale cigarettes a plume upon your cell
The only home she'll find is at the Crossroads Motel
Bottle and a pack of smokes splayed out with little care
Picture of the holy ghost was all that you could bare
No one there to comfort you upon your last farewell
The only home she'll find is at the Crossroads Motel
Stain of red is glossed upon the side of his lapel
Nothing here left to lose there's only things to sell
Name that she won't ever say but one she knew too well
The only home she'll find is at the Crossroads Motel
The only home she'll find is at the Crossroads Motel
The only home she'll find is at the Crossroads motel
The only home she'll find is at the Crossroads Motel