Every Coin Toward Somewhere New
Singer-songwriter song at 104 BPM in a minor key: a circular fingerpicked guitar riff, light drums and bass, with a deep, warm female contralto. Hopeful yet bleak, sung in English, about working two jobs and saving every coin to start over somewhere new.
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The diner clock is stuck at four.My apron’s stained, my feet are sore.I count the quarters one by one,And hide them till the night is done.A second shift begins at six.A broken life I try to fix.I keep my head down, out of sight.Just surviving through the light.One more dollar in the jar.One more mile to go so far.I’m leaving everything behind.A brand new life is hard to find.One more dollar in the jar.One more mile to go so far.I sold the chair, I sold the bed.I sleep with visions in my head.The interstate is calling loud,Far away from every crowd.There’s a map inside my drawer,Leading to a distant shore.The winter air is getting thin.I’m waiting for the change within.One more dollar in the jar.One more mile to go so far.I’m leaving everything behind.A brand new life is hard to find.One more dollar in the jar.One more mile to go so far.Maybe there is nothing there.Just empty space and colder air.But I can’t stay another day.Watching all my years decay.One more dollar in the jar.One more mile to go so far.I’m leaving everything behind.A brand new life is hard to find.One more dollar in the jar.One more mile to go so far.Just a few more coins.Just a little more time.Almost there.
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