Latecomer from Latecomer by Meghan Hayes

Latecomer
© 2025 Meghan Hayes

Verse I:
I’ll be the latecomer to an outcast town
I’ll make a feast of the hand-me-downs
I won’t remember the light ever shining
Or take pity on her once l know what she’s hiding

Where will we go when the night collapses?
Who will we hold when we both stop grasping?
What am I supposed to do in the dark in a house that never stops crying?

Verse II:
The car I get into smells of gas station pine,
Moldy AAA maps, and road salt on vinyl
When you’re hailing Mary up 81 in the dark
You think nothing of selling off all of your parts

Where will we go when the night collapses?
Who will we hold when we both stop grasping?
What am I supposed to do in the dark in a house that never stops crying?

Chorus:
There will be angels
And there will be devils
You’ll never tell them apart
One of them will undo your hard work
Both of them will break your heart

Verse III:
I’ll dare to plan how I’ll bounce off the bottom
Pull up my stakes even though I have got none
The meanest of snakes lives by shedding her skin
I’ll lose even the hope I’ve been hiding myself in

Where will we go when the night collapses?
Who will we hold when we both stop grasping?
What am I supposed to do in the dark in a house that never stops crying?

Chorus:
There will be angels
And there will be devils
You’ll never tell them apart
One of them will undo your hard work
Both of them will break your heart
One of them will undo your hard work
Both of them will break your heart

• AAA
• Americana
• Rock
• indie folk
• lyrics
• roots rock
• Nashville