Story Behind The Song
I wrote this song as I was going through a break-up of a long relationship and a pending break-up of my last band, which I spent nearly a decade with. I find both situations were so similar in so many ways.
Song Description
About putting so much time into something only to watch it demise and run into the ground.
Sometimes things aren't meant to be no matter how hard you want it to be or that you try and force it to be. Sometimes you have to just let it be and move on.
Song Length |
3:52 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock, Rock - Roots/Rock n' Roll |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Beside Yourself, Heartbreaking |
Subject |
Breaking Up, Frustration |
Similar Artists |
Wilco, Ryan Adams |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
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Lyrics
IT'S HARD TO BELIEVE IN A GAMBLIN' MAN
WITH - NO MONEY LAYING IN HIS HAND
NO DIRECTION OR A PLAN
JUST A - BAG OF BONES
IN YOUR - SUITCASE HOME
IT'S HARD TO BELIEVE YOU WANNA CHANGE THE WORLD
WHEN YOU - CAN'T EVEN CHANGE YOUR MIND
IT'S LIKE WE'RE - ALL RUNNING OUTTA TIME
BUT YOU GOT THERE LATE
SO YOU - SIT AND WAIT
WHILE IT - ALL EXPLODES
GOING - UP IN FLAMES
IT'S ALL GONE TO HELL - IT'S NOT SOME FAIRYTALE AFTER ALL
THE FURTHER WE COME THE HARDEST THAT WE FALL
TRYING TO RELIEVE A TROUBLED MIND
WHEN YOUR - GETTING LOADED ALL THE TIME
SO YOU HANG AROUND FOR A CHANGE
BUT THERE'S NONE TO MAKE
WELL, FOR GOODNESS SAKE
THE SWEETER THE WORDS THE SADDER THE SONG,
LIKE THE LAST TRAIN IS UP AND GONE
SO YOU - STICK AROUND AND BIDE YOUR TIME
BUT YOU JUST DON'T KNOW
WHICH WAY THE - WIND COULD BLOW
WITH YOUR - BAD LUCK BLUES
AND YOUR - DESOLATE SHOES
IT'S ALL GONE TO HELL - IT'S NOT SOME FAIRYTALE AFTER ALL
THE FURTHER WE COME THE HARDEST THAT WE FALL
-YOU HANG YOUR HEAD, YOU SAY YOU WISH YOU WERE DEAD
YOU FIND IT SO SERENE
LIKE SOME MASTERPIECE IN A ROOM FULL OF DIMESTORE TAPESTRIES
ALL USED UP AND READY TO GO
BUT YOU - GOTTA MAKE THROUGH THE SHOW
YOU SEE YOUR- LOVE AFFAIR HAS ALL RUN OUT
AND YOUR- TIME HERE'S DONE
WHAT IF IT'S JUST BEGUN?
WHEN IT'S ALL GONE TO HELL - AND LADY LUCK WON'T HEAR YOU CALL
THE FURTHER WE COME THE HARDEST THAT WE FALL