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I sat in your driveway until the battery died
I called CAA and they showed up in the nick of time
I got back on the highway
And drove a hundred miles
In exactly the wrong direction
I woke up in that same room
At that same motel
I don't think
That I wound up there on purpose
It was something I could do,
Then it was something that I'd done
It was something more than nothing
But a little less than anything at all
The colours in those pictures
Were fading in the sun
So I stuck them in a drawer
Where they got buried under
Bills, receipts, and envelopes and pens
I wasn't using any more
I find them when I'm cleaning
I never throw them out
Which is something more than nothing
But it's not exactly something to be proud about
I thought that I saw you
Is this where you live
I thought that was you when we passed in the parking lot
Sorry for staring, I just couldn't believe it was you
It's been, God, it's been, God, this is weird
I don't know what to say after all these years
So here's something I've held on to
But don't get your hopes up
It's only something more than nothing
It's a whole lot less than anything much
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Fresh Start
03:38
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You look good
He seemed nice
You're too kind
I look *fine* for my age
What i'm trying to say
Is we could start again
What do you say
Won't you give me another try
Won't you give me a fresh start
We could skip to a blank page
Go straight to the good part
We can call it a new day
We can shoot for a clean break
I don't know if you wanna run
I don't know if i wanna stay
But look at that horizon
Look at that horizon
Listen
I feel bad
If it got weird
I was just tired
It's been twenty five years
What i mean, my dear
Is twenty five years ain't nothin
Won't you give me another try
Won't you give me a fresh start
We could skip to a blank page
Go straight to the good part
We can call it a new day
We can shoot for a clean break
I don't know if you wanna run
I don't know if i wanna stay
But look at that horizon
Look at that horizon
I saw your face
In the strangest dreams
Too little too late
Maybe
You always said
Fate takes her time
And as usual
You were right
I know I know
It's different
I know that time
Goes by alright
I know i know
But I feel it
And I know i know
That you feel it too
So what do you wanna do
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Different
05:18
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Grass
Brittle with frost
Fog on your breath
Words wandering round your head
Wondering
What if you'd left
When you had the chance
When you had the chance at a new life but then
Your voice
Quiet on the phone
Heavy with wine
Saying my name one more time
Saying things
You'll probably regret
When you have the chance
"If things had been different
Would things have been different?"
You said
A life
More or less lived
Pinned to the fridge
A riot of birthdays vacations and kids
Whatever it feels like
That's what it is
But if things had been different
It might have been my face instead
And last
Last but not least
Things i have been
Listed from one through one hundred and three
Your name is on there
Obviously
And sure
It might not have been
Quite what we dreamed
Quite what our records had led us to believe
But who's keeping score
It means what it means
And
If things had been different
We'd probably be asking
If things had been different
Would we still be asking
If things had been different and different again
In an alternate universe would we be wondering
Is there a different where it doesn't end
After twenty five years with your voice on the phone saying
Hey
I know i left
But what if I came back?
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Canmore Hotel #2
04:29
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The honeymoon suite
Is a sad scene
It's a gong show
It's a bad dream
It's a six bed dorm
Full of German teens
Tripping balls and venting spleens
The whole hotel
Is different now
They fixed it up nice
Tore the soul out
They kept the smell, though
That's something
And it's fifty five bucks
For a private room
I thought, hell, I'm here
I'm not too good to stay
I wanted to be honest, now
The dawns about to break
I'm trying to remember
What you told me by the lake
That was so long ago
I was somebody else
In those days
I'm writing just to tell you
I've got nothing left to say
I'm tired of being awestruck
By the mountains and the lakes
They used to be new
I forget how that felt
And now I only come to canmore
When I'm feeling sorry for myself
The bar still smells like cigarettes
But the brawlers either moved
Or died, or haven't woken up yet
The ghosts that used to haunt this place
Got exorcized by time and taste
Or gentrified, accessorized, and tamed
But I'm still up
To get real down
I came all this way
So lets drag these chains around
I wanted to be honest, now
The dawns about to break
I'm trying to remember
What you told me by the lake
That was so long ago
I was somebody else
In those days
I'm writing just to tell you
I've got nothing left to say
I'm tired of being awestruck
By the mountains and the lakes
They used to be new
I forget how that felt
And now I only come to canmore
When I'm feeling sorry for myself
In the morning
The weather wasn't perfect
But I figured that
I better hit the road
I took the short way
To the highway
Skipped the scenic route entirely
It's just another cheap horizon
Making promises that it can't keep
It was open mic
The place was packed
There were young men
Singing sad songs
You just have to laugh, sometimes
I bummed a smoke
From a local girl
She said being from here's
Just like being from anywhere else
And she was friendly
She said let's dance
I thought what the hell
But I lost her on the way back in
I'm trying to be quiet now
The spells about to break
I'm trying to hold onto
What it felt like by the lake
But it slips through my hands
Like a fistful of sand
These days
So i'm writing just to say
I won't be writing you a-gain
It's time to say goodbye
To all the mountains and the lakes
They'll be here when we're gone
They'll be looking out
But, me
I only come to canmore when i'm feeling sorry
I only come to canmore when i'm feeling sorry
I only come to canmore when i'm feeling sorry for myself
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I was working in this tourist store
Giving directions to the dinosaur
Handing little maps out through the window
You'd pretend to be from out of town
Like you didn't know your way around
I'd say "step into my office and i'll show you"
You'd close the blinds
Kick off your shoes
Say "god, it's good just to sit with you"
We didn't need to touch
We'd only hide
I had a bottle in the bottom drawer
We used to look out at the dinosaur
And pretend she was coming to life
We'd be like
"Oh my God, we've got to go!
There's no time for goodbyes
So grab your keys
So start your car
And let's just drive"
It was only a bit
But I still have these dreams where it happens
It was only for the summer
It was intended to be temporary
Then i blew all my savings on the volvo
You had this map of all the lakes
We drew a route in ballpoint
The plan was to get started
In the fall
Oh
And didn't the road seem so long back then?
Wasn't the landscape vast?
Didn't the lakes seem infinite and bottomless?
You sat there in that office once
Crown Royal in a coffee cup
Said "quiet now,
I'm trying to remember this"
And oh my god
It was getting so late
The sun was going down already
We thought we could
Hold it in our hands
It was only a moment
It slipped through our fingers like sand
It's a hundred and six steps
Up to the so called observation deck
I think we just went up there
That one night
As we looked out through her mouth
I was saying to myself
We got time
We got time
We got time
We got time
We got time
We got time
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