Box Above the Belt
Album: Dark Twain
By: Hello Caller
By: Hello Caller
Duration
5:41
Genres
Description
"The soaring harmonies and xylophone notes that 'Box Above the Belt' utilizes as the song climaxes elevate the scene of a small-town fistfight circle from something grimy to something that’s closer to transcendent. That’s a nice touch, and something that makes the song stick in your ears once the punching is over." - MTV Hive
Lyrics
Well these things here are your clothes, put them on so we can go out in the rain. Come and see these people fight, it happens almost every night of the week. They're bleeding from their mouths, drinking water and spitting out into the drain. In this mellow streetlight gold, steady hands and broken souls, face to face. Outside this rundown city bar, things just cannot seem to be harder to explain. But they're thinking with their mouths and drinking all of these things out into the day. "Please let me see all your cards," or so they'll say. "These pieces we have picked apart, just because." Our old gloves left on the shelf, we'll put them on so we can box above the belt. Routine duty speaks for those of us who don't have anything to sell. Well you've been chasing all these hours, sitting up and standing down. Are you okay? Wearing out your skin and bones, you look just like you've seen a ghost. Are you looking at me? You're speaking in a lonely tongue. What did you say? You said, "I curse myself for what I've done. Are we okay?" These reasons we have picked apart will hold their sway. They say what we have seen will now be lost, just because.
