You all went away and left me alone
And now there’s nobody around anymore
Just a big empty house on a big empty street
In a big empty town in a big empty state
The radio’s dead and the streets are blocked off
And I’m through smashing windows and trying to get lost
I read a few books but they just made me sad
There’s nobody to talk to about what I read
Heaven knows why I’m around
Heaven knows what keeps me here
There is nothing that can keep me down
Nothing left to fear
It’s my town now
My own town
But I wish you were here
I’m wondering if I should learn how to fly
A police helicopter would be a good way to die
I’d be a fireball come crashing, leaving nothing but ashes
Bald spot on the globe like nothing ever had happened here
Heaven knows why I’m around
But heaven, it can’t keep me here
There is nothing that can keep me down
Nothing left to fear
It’s my town now
My own town
But I wish you were here
produced by glen
recorded by bruce winter, ethan and glen
ethan: mellotron strings, drums
glen: electric and acoustic guitars, organ, mandolin
bruce winter: bass
thanks to randy guss
It takes a Glen Phillips penned Toad backed tune to so enigmatically describe every other breakup you've had.
This just never gets old.
Trevor Hartigan