Don't worry, son, just give it time,
You'll find out soon enough your mine
They say there's pearls in every good woman,
But after twenty years I can't get this ring to shine
And I just keep trying to find the meaning
In these words that you are speaking to me
But as it turns out the only thing you're feeling
Is your head 'cause you've had too much to drink
It's so easy to get saved
Just forty dollars and your name
Well, if I was used to decorate your wallet
Maybe I'd of just stayed in the grave
And I just keep trying to find the meaning
In these words that you are preaching to me
But as it turns out the only thing you're feeling
Is your head 'cause you've had too much to drink
We keep speaking to everyone but no one's listening,
We can't even listen to ourselves
We find comfort in the words that we insist on twisting,
To save us from our own self-created hell
But, love's a flame that burns inside
And the darkness dies along with your pride
But, lately I've been so sick of hearing
You'll never fail as long as you don't try
And maybe you're trying to find the meaning
In these words that you are hearing from me
But maybe the only thing I'm feeling
Is my head 'cause I've had too much to drink
Like winter branches lined with snow and ice, Sam Ray (Ricky Eat Acid, Teen Suicide)'s latest is delicate, spare, melancholy, and beautiful. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 3, 2018
This posthumous record by the lead singer of the Tragically Hip, containing both electric & acoustic takes, showcases his songwriting gifts. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 12, 2020