this world’s a shallow place and no one will remember your name
you’re stomping puddles in a thunderstorm but the depth’s still the same
you scream your throat raw, break my glass jaw, put this whole world to shame
your life is grey
save face
fill the cracks with empty space
same place
just redecorated
every floral tapestry’s an elegant excuse to leave
build walls
work your hands to the bone
it’s alright
for you to fucking hate it
i can’t keep my voice from shaking
everything is so frustrating
blame everything
on everyone
erase
all the delicate parts
retrace
all your steps to the start
and see where that gets you
there’s a difference between saying
i miss you and i wish you were here
why’s there
always something in the way of your mouth when you smile
stare at the sun for a while and
blame everything
on everyone
you should keep to yourself
so you can keep composure
you should keep to yourself
you wear your history like a ghost
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