By Theo Richter ’23 (lead vocals), Caroline Cassidy ’25, and Libby Eggert ’25.
Lyrics
I’m herded through the double doors
and hounded for a fare
Sunset … seeps through bus windows
As we cruise the thoroughfare
I'm swallowed by the skyline
Before the bus can stop
I long for the land that
the city’s long forgot
A half-finished Old Fashioned
tickles my throat
But the real burn is
A Breath of city smoke
A lingering wisp of bourbon
follows me home
I’m haunted by the memory of
dinner all alone
[Chorus]
Blankets Dance under
a Walking Moon while
alley cats sleep
to a streetlights croon
I stumble back home
Wine drunk under bodega light gloom
My blisters have healed
since your last city visit
My memories are fading
Away [3 beat pause?]
walking down Main Street doesn’t
burn my soles but
saving shoes ain’t worth the cost
of traveling alone
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
The moon tiptoes through the window
And crawls into bed with me
We are alone, together in the lonely city
[Chorus]
Listen to the song and learn more about the course-embedded travel in Professor Mark Laver’s course on country music that allowed students to explore and confront the history, culture, and challenges of the genre up close and in person.