From the recording Dreaming In Vapor - Eudaimonia Part II
“Rusty Cadillac” is a desert road song about love, time, and the miles between who we were and who we’re becoming. Carried by guitars, pedal steel, fiddle, harmonica and the timeless voice of Scot Sier, it follows two souls chasing freedom under big skies, holding on through memory, loss, and the quiet hope of where the road might finally lead.
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Lyrics
RUSTY CADILLAC
LAY DOWN YOUR HEAD ON MY PILLOW
FOR THE SUNSHINES GROWING LONG
ONE DAY WE’LL BE LOOKING AT THE STARS
THE NEXT DAY WE’LL BE GONE
WITH THE WIND BLOWING IN YOUR HAIR
THE SUN LIGHT ON YOUR BACK
ME I’M STARING OUT AT THAT RUSTY CADILLAC
AND I’LL POLISH UP THOSE TIRES
AND WE’LL HEAD ON DOWN THE ROAD
TAKE THE PATH LESS TRAVELED HOLD MY HAND
WE’LL DRIVE ON IN THE NIGHT
WATCH THE MORNING SUN RISE IN THE SKY
AS THE BIRDS SING IN THE LIGHT
THE PEDAL TO THE METAL
THE MEMORIES OF LIFE GO BY
RUNNING FAST ON OVERDRIVE IS HOW WE LIVE OUR LIVES
I COUDN’T SEE IN ANY OTHER WAY WITHOUT YOU BY MY SIDE
HOLD MY HAND AS THE SUN GOES DOWN AND WE DANCE INTO THE LIGHT
BIG SKY COUNTRY
SMALL TOWN GIRL
All THE DREAMS BEFORE US
IN THIS BIG SKY WORLD
BIG DREAM BOY SCOUT
CHECKERED IN HIS PAST
ON THE WAY TO STARDOM
IN A RUSTY CADILLAC
THE SEARCH FOR NEW BEGINNINGS LIGHTS A FIRE
LIKE A BEACON IN THE SKY
DRIVING DOWN THE FREEWAY YOU AND I
FREE FROM THE WHITE LINES
WILL IT LEAD US TO SALVATION
WILL WE SETTLE ON DEFEAT
WE’LL WE CROSS THAT FLOWING RIVER
WHERE THE FATE OF TIME RUNS DEEP
ON THE OTHER SIDE WE’LL GATHER WHERE THE WEEPING WILLOWS WEEP
IN THE MEMORY OF OUR LOVED ONES WHO REST INSIDE OUR DREAMS
BIG SKY COUNTRY
SMALL TOWN GIRL
All THE DREAMS BEFORE US
IN THIS BIG SKY WORLD
BIG DREAM LOVER
FIGHTING WITH HIS PAST
ON THE WAY TO STARDOM
IN A RUSTY CADILLAC
PULL OFF AT THE NEXT STOP SLOWING DOWN
ITS TIME TO PLANT SOME ROOTS
GRAB A SPADE AND SHOVEL FROM THE CAR
AND SOW THE SEEDS OF YOUTH
TURN THE STORIED PAGES
A WORLD WIND OF THE PAST
WHERE ALL THE DREAMS WE WISH WE HAD THE WIND TO THEM WE CAST
BUT UNTIL THEN I’LL KEEP DRIVING THAT RUSTY CADILLAC
WITH YOU BY MY SIDE