Matt Hinkley: Music

• MP3 short clip, hi-fi play (broadband)
• MP3 short clip, lo-fi play (modem)

Matt Hinkley- Vocals, Guitars, Keys
Brent Stranathan- Drums
Matt Wigton- Bass
Tom McNellis- Add'l Vocals

You stand short for a man
As much as you can claim to be
You step straight out of line
‘Til it’s all the same to me

But you do what you do
And there ain’t no one who
can complain
The sea that you’re swimming
Has kept you from winning
your Sarah Jane
But you’re still sleeping

The cash falls through the floor
It spills the more you savor it
Function twenty to one
Someday you’re gonna pay for it

But you do what you do
And there ain’t no one who
can say “when”
The lies that you’re spinning
Have kept you from ending
your life again
And you’re still sleeping

Sun’s coming out
Start drifting
Start turning away from all the marks on your back
And the sight that you lack

Sky leans to the right
You’re thinking you might bear the shade
Stars burn just to shine
Your time’s a pining serenade

But you do what you do
And there ain’t no one who
could say why
The pain that you’re earning
Won’t keep you from yearning
for a soft disguise.