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Uploaded April 2020 | Updated September 2026, 3 weeks ago
Dispatch perform "Painted Yellow Lines" acoustic while remote and from home as part of their Split Screen Ruff Sessions.
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CREDITS
Edited by Mike Smith
LYRICS
Aw it's dark outside
I’ve been trying to get a ride
(While) my body waits, my body waits
America warm my face
I've been trying to turn the page
Once i was a little boy, staring at my shoes
You came along and found me in the chicken coop
But time takes over, i can't say when
Time takes over, may we do it again
Take me to the beachhead let’s go over
All of those rocks at the end of the road
Take me down to main street with no clothes on with our bare feet on the
Painted yellow lines with our shadows far behind us
Broke into that summer school and fooled around on the infirmary cot
And we can be like all those fairies making their rain angels in the eddies
And I have no expectation just an adolescent heart
Take me to the beachhead let’s go over
All of those rocks at the end of the road
Help me down theseawall let's find Marci
See if she got that
Invitation to the movie, the one where the kids break out of juvie
And then by their own admission they go and turn themselves all in
Just as they get there to the station,
The young one wheels and begs the pavement
For brother speed to make arrangements with the spirits of the night
Take me to the race track let's go bet on
Aw the one that no one expects to win and
Let's bet on the skinny horse he will surely try the hardest to come in first
I bet you for the winner they put on some kind of fancy dinner
Let’s be like those Philadelphia sisters
That have prayed straight for a hundred years
I have no expectation, just to be here in the present
And behold you for a second before it all goes away
Dispatch perform "Painted Yellow Lines" acoustic while remote and from home as part of their Split Screen Ruff Sessions.
Find a Dispatch show near you:
dispatchmusic.com/tour
Follow Dispatch on:
Facebook: facebook.com/dispatchmusic
Twitter: twitter.com/dispatchmusic
Instagram: instagram.com/dispatchmusic
Apple: bit.ly/DispatchAppleMusic
Spotify: bit.ly/DispatchSpotify
Web: dispatchmusic.com
CREDITS
Edited by Mike Smith
LYRICS
Aw it's dark outside
I’ve been trying to get a ride
(While) my body waits, my body waits
America warm my face
I've been trying to turn the page
Once i was a little boy, staring at my shoes
You came along and found me in the chicken coop
But time takes over, i can't say when
Time takes over, may we do it again
Take me to the beachhead let’s go over
All of those rocks at the end of the road
Take me down to main street with no clothes on with our bare feet on the
Painted yellow lines with our shadows far behind us
Broke into that summer school and fooled around on the infirmary cot
And we can be like all those fairies making their rain angels in the eddies
And I have no expectation just an adolescent heart
Take me to the beachhead let’s go over
All of those rocks at the end of the road
Help me down theseawall let's find Marci
See if she got that
Invitation to the movie, the one where the kids break out of juvie
And then by their own admission they go and turn themselves all in
Just as they get there to the station,
The young one wheels and begs the pavement
For brother speed to make arrangements with the spirits of the night
Take me to the race track let's go bet on
Aw the one that no one expects to win and
Let's bet on the skinny horse he will surely try the hardest to come in first
I bet you for the winner they put on some kind of fancy dinner
Let’s be like those Philadelphia sisters
That have prayed straight for a hundred years
I have no expectation, just to be here in the present
And behold you for a second before it all goes away
![Dispatch - Painted Yellow Lines [Split Screen Ruff Sessions]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/xrHBrvQNK7w/mqdefault.jpg "Dispatch - Painted Yellow Lines [Split Screen Ruff Sessions]
Dispatch perform Painted Yellow Lines acoustic while remote and from home as part of their Split Screen Ruff Sessions.
Find a Dispatch show near you:
http://dispatchmusic.com/tour
Follow Dispatch on:
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/dispatchmusic
Twitter: https://twitter.com/dispatchmusic
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/dispatchmusic/
Apple: https://bit.ly/DispatchAppleMusic
Spotify: https://bit.ly/DispatchSpotify
Web: https://www.dispatchmusic.com/
CREDITS
Edited by Mike Smith
LYRICS
Aw its dark outside
I’ve been trying to get a ride
(While) my body waits, my body waits
America warm my face
Ive been trying to turn the page
Once i was a little boy, staring at my shoes
You came along and found me in the chicken coop
But time takes over, i cant say when
Time takes over, may we do it again
Take me to the beachhead let’s go over
All of those rocks at the end of the road
Take me down to main street with no clothes on with our bare feet on the
Painted yellow lines with our shadows far behind us
Broke into that summer school and fooled around on the infirmary cot
And we can be like all those fairies making their rain angels in the eddies
And I have no expectation just an adolescent heart
Take me to the beachhead let’s go over
All of those rocks at the end of the road
Help me down theseawall lets find Marci
See if she got that
Invitation to the movie, the one where the kids break out of juvie
And then by their own admission they go and turn themselves all in
Just as they get there to the station,
The young one wheels and begs the pavement
For brother speed to make arrangements with the spirits of the night
Take me to the race track lets go bet on
Aw the one that no one expects to win and
Lets bet on the skinny horse he will surely try the hardest to come in first
I bet you for the winner they put on some kind of fancy dinner
Let’s be like those Philadelphia sisters
That have prayed straight for a hundred years
I have no expectation, just to be here in the present
And behold you for a second before it all goes away")
![DISPATCH - Letter to Lady J (feat. O.A.R. & G. Love) [Live From The Boston Woods]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/y2udj2Y54T0/mqdefault.jpg "DISPATCH - Letter to Lady J (feat. O.A.R. & G. Love) [Live From The Boston Woods]
Letter to Lady J from DISPATCHs full concert at Xfinity Center in Mansfield, MA on August 20th, 2022.
Listen to the full concert Live From the Boston Woods on streaming:
https://dispatch.ffm.to/bostonwoods
Find a Dispatch show near you:
http://dispatchmusic.com/tour
Dispatch Online:
https://ffm.bio/dispatch
CREDITS
Filmed by 7 Cinematics with additional editing by Greg Shea at Nor’easter Pictures
Showrunner & Executive Producer: Vincent Adam Paul
Producers: Benjamin Walter, Adrian West
Live Director: Kevin Lieberman
Video Engineer: Johnny Cunningham
Camera Operators: Benjamin Walter, Gripp Richardson, Kyle Thomas, Timothy Swain, Benjamin Pflum, Paul Conley
Grip / AC: David Mitchell
Production and Lighting Design by Marc Janowitz
Lighting Direction by Patrick Hayes
Audio engineered by Gary Stokes
Mixed by Brett Eliason
Mastered by Rachel Field Audio
Special thanks to Veeps
LYRICS
My dear old friend, its you we need
Theres blood in the gutters and fear in the street
How long we fight for a change that never comes
Oh, in some ways its the same
But tonight the crowd they came
Fists in the air, candles and vigils
Cracked dreams held together with curses and wishes
But how longs it been since you been outside?
How longs it been since you open your eyes?
Cause Ive been to the line and its all right there
And I cannot wait to get on from here
Arms bent back and black jack welt
Involuntary tears and the tears we felt
Does it always have to get worse before it gets better?
Oh, in some ways its the same
But tonight the crowd they came
Fists in the air, candles and vigils
Cracked dreams held together with curses and wishes
But how longs it been since you been outside?
How longs it been since you open your eyes?
Cause Ive been to the line and its all right there
And I cannot wait to get on from here
Oh, Virgil Caine where are you now
Did they bury the hate when they buried the south
You got to tell the spirits mystics of tomorrow
That in some ways its the same
But tonight the crowd they came
Fists in the air, candles and vigils
Cracked dreams held together with curses and wishes
But how longs it been since you been outside?
How longs it been since you open your eyes?
Ive been to the line and its all right there
And I cannot wait to get on from here
#Dispatch #Boston #live")
![Dispatch - Break Our Fall [Acoustic]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/yZy8s_60iGs/mqdefault.jpg "Dispatch - Break Our Fall [Acoustic]
Dispatch performs Break Our Fall acoustic.
New album Break Our Fall out now.
Order on deluxe vinyl and CD: https://dispatchmerch.com
Listen: https://dispatch.ffm.to/breakourfall
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https://dispatch.ffm.to/ytsub.oyd
Find a Dispatch show near you:
http://dispatchmusic.com/tour
Dispatch Online:
https://ffm.bio/dispatch
CREDITS:
Production: Ben Eames, Zach Leighton
Post-Production: Ben Eames
I remember that night
You fell asleep under the truck when it got late
In the morning when I pulled out to look for you
Thank God I rolled out straight
Nothing was ever too much
Doing flips off the roof
Its like you were cheating death left and right
But you still wanted proof
I was thinking about you just yesterday
How you were gonna stop by on your way
I had some things that I wanted to talk to you about
Had some things that I wanted to say
But now I stand here in your flannel shirt
Your mom couldnt bear to give it to goodwill
Its not even cold out, but I wear it still
You were always there when we hit the wall
Now no ones gonna break our fall
We laughed until we got drunk
We drank until we fight
And then wed laugh again over my fat lip
While you were icing your eye
Then you got behind the needle
Chasing the next high
And then you managed to escape it
You got that job and you married your wife
And I was thinking about you just yesterday
How you were gonna stop by on your way
I had some things that I wanted to talk to you about
Had some things that I wanted to say
But now I stand here in your flannel shirt
Your mom couldnt bear to give it to goodwill
Its not even cold out, but I wear it still
You were always there when we hit the wall
Now no ones gonna break our fall
Break our fall
Break our fall
Break our fall
Now no ones gonna break our fall
And I was thinking about you just yesterday
How you were gonna stop by on your way
I had some things that I wanted to talk to you about
Had some things that I wanted to say
But now I stand here in your flannel shirt
Your mom couldnt bear to give it to goodwill
Its not even cold out, but I wear it still
You were always there when we hit the wall
Now no ones gonna break our fall
Break our fall
Break our fall
Break our fall
Now no ones gonna break our fall
Ill see you when I see you
Oh, theres maybe
But I wont love you when I love you
Know that Ill always stay the same
I wont feel you when I feel you
Cause I feel you everyday
But Ill see you when I see you
#Dispatch #BreakOurFall")
![Dispatch - Open Up [Split Screen Ruff Sessions]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/ztInAVKDgI8/mqdefault.jpg "Dispatch - Open Up [Split Screen Ruff Sessions]
Dispatch perform Open Up acoustic while remote and from home as part of their Split Screen Ruff Sessions.
Find a Dispatch show near you:
http://dispatchmusic.com/tour
Follow Dispatch on:
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/dispatchmusic
Twitter: https://twitter.com/dispatchmusic
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/dispatchmusic/
Apple: https://bit.ly/DispatchAppleMusic
Spotify: https://bit.ly/DispatchSpotify
Web: https://www.dispatchmusic.com/
CREDITS
Edited by Mike Smith
LYRICS
They were looking for me when I came to
They were looking for me when I came back
Said Hey you, youre looking very suspicious
I said Relax, man, get off my back
I said Relax, man, get off my back
I, I, I aint opposed to seeking justice
But youre going about it all wrong
The man youre looking for does not exist
Hes just a figment of the higher mans tongue
And they say Open up, were coming inside
You cant run so you may as well hide
We got the place covered from head to toe
Head to toe
Open up, were coming inside
Whats it feel like to know youre gonna die
On the other side of the road
On the other side of the road
On the other side of the road
Yeah so they took me down to the gallows
And this boy, he say to me
Why do you smile when the ropes around your neck
I say Ill tell you boy when I get back
I say Ill tell you boy when I get back
I, I, I aint opposed to seeking justice
But youre going about it all wrong
The man youre looking for does not exist
Hes just a figment of the higher mans tongue
Hes just a victim of the higher mans song
And they say open up, were coming inside
You cant run so you may as well hide
We got the place covered from head to toe
Head to toe
Open up, were coming inside
Whats it feel like to know youre gonna die
On the other side of the road
On the other side of the road
On the other side of the road
Hands above your head
Que la vie bien
Step out of line and well fill you with lead
How are we to know that you are not a liar, hey
Dont you see we have a job to do
And our job is the law
Job is the law
You fit the description of a criminal crosser, hey
We believe that he is you and that is your flaw
That is your flaw
That is your flaw
That is your flaw
That is your flaw
And they say open up, were coming inside
You cant run so you may as well hide
We got the place covered from head to toe
Head to toe
Open up, were coming inside
Whats it feel like to know youre gonna die
On the other side of the road
On the other side of the road
On the other side of the road
On the other side of the road")
