Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Lead Paint & Salt Air’ by Aaron West and the Roaring Twenties. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of Aaron West and the Roaring Twenties or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
One, two, three, four
One, two, three
Asbury Park
In a sublet, I’m renting
I got a new job
I’m out painting houses
The sun on my neck and some cash in my pocket
At least there’s fresh air here
I watch families stroll by with their kids on vacation
Scrape decades of lead paint and salt air off porches
Alone with my thoughts
And a breeze off the ocean
And I smile for the first time this year
I walk alone
In the mist of evening
Under the glow of Paramount Sign
I watch the sky turn violent with light
On the fourth of July
I’ve been spending my nights in a dive off the boardwalk
A sad open mic
I’ve been playing these damn songs
They yell out for Springsteen, or Dylan, or Mitchell
But these, these are all that I’ve got
I walk alone
In the mist of evening
Under the glow of Paramount Sign
I watch the sky turn violent with light
On the fourth of July
Picked up smoking again
‘Cause I like how it makes all the days go that fast
Picked up smoking again
Because somethings going to kill me some day
So why not that?
I’m smoking again
‘Cause I like it
Why can’t I just like it?
I’m smoking again
I walk alone
In the mist of evening
Under the glow of Paramount Sign
I watch the sky turn violent with light
On the fourth of July