In "Good Faith," Sam Barber watches a restless partner talk circles around leaving while both of them stall at the edge of escape. The remembered promise that they could never fall has already broken open, and saved-up doubts spill into a tense question about what the other is even saying. The chorus turns that fear into motion: a cigarette, a drunk face, wind in her hair, and the shared terror of running state lines down I-95. The repeated image of wind becomes proof they have escaped, even though neither believes they are here to stay.
Good Faith Lyrics by Sam Barber
Talk is cheap and all you do is run that motor of a mouth
It’s barely noon and I’d assume that if were leavin’ it’d be now
Or we’ll never make it out
Do you remember runnin’ backwards swearing we could never fall
Then openin’ up just like the cuts that live amongst your wildest thoughts
Seems they were right after all
And I’ve been savin’ up my doubts
What are you goin’ on about
You’ll be screamin’ good faith in bad taste, as a cigarette hangs off your drunk face
Lord knows we’re both scared but the wind in your hair tells me we’re okay
We’ll be jumpin’ state lines, in no time, have you ever seen the night life on 95
Lord knows we’re both scared but the wind in your hair tells me we’ve escaped
No we ain’t here to stay
If freakin’ out is feelin’ lost, and we could head back to the couch
Lay on down or let it out before we’d ever lean that route
Will we ever make it out?
I’ve been savin’ up my doubts
What are you goin’ on about
You’ll be screamin’ good faith in bad taste, as a cigarette hangs off your drunk face
Lord knows we’re both scared but the wind in your hair tells me we’re okay
We’ll be jumpin’ state lines, in no time, have you ever seen the night life on 95
Lord knows we’re both scared but the wind in your hair tells me we’ve escaped
No we ain’t here to stay
