Saturday Night from Small Believer by Anna Tivel

The only light in the basement apartment, a blue tv glow through the blinds
The flicker and din in the dark of a Saturday night
A raven’s asleep in the rafters, a stray cat circles a kill
From the basement, the tin-can laughter of a late night thrill

Tomorrow’s asleep on the front step, and yesterday dreams in the street
But in the basement apartment, a shadowy man, he just stares at the wall
He can’t sleep
And me I’m just part of the darkness, just trying to get something right
On a Saturday night

And this all reminds me of something, the song of a long ago time
A memory pure and haunting on a Saturday night
And I don’t have all of the answers, I don’t have even a few
But two shadows above me were dancing and I thought of you

Tomorrow’s asleep on the front step, and yesterday dreams in the street
But in the basement apartment, a shadowy man, he just stares at the wall
He can’t sleep
And me I’m just part of the darkness, just trying to get something right
On a Saturday night

The only light in the basement apartment, the flicker and fade of time
The heavy and hopeful heart of a Saturday night
Of a Saturday night

• Folk
• indie
• indie folk
• indie folk acoustic
• Portland