Song Length |
5:07 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| |
Lyrics
The Rift
Copyright 2003 Stanley Recordings and Courtney Fairchild
Published by Triple Carpet Publishing (ASCAP)
I?ve been searching for the poetry
But the imagery won?t come
To illuminate these liquor days
There?s no anecdote to analyze
The prices that we?ve paid
For bitter tears, and loveless sex,
And wasted hazy promises
So the poetry has vanished
And the body lies still, alone, and dead
But the song keeps on playing
With words of ash and bars of sand
And I can see the ocean in the distance
Can you see it in the distance
And how was I supposed to know
How was I supposed to know
How could we have known
When we never would have guessed
That the best was saved for never
And the rest was saved for last
And I never thought
That it would all end like this
If we?re being brutally honest
Which, I guess by now we are
If we?re finally gonna tell the truth
If you and I are gonna avoid each other
Which, by now are
Then I guess it?s safe to say
That you loved your wife
And I guess it?s safe to say
I thought she loved me more
And she broke your heart
And ran away with mine
I let her run away with mine
And how was I supposed to know
How were you supposed to know
How could we have known
When we never would have guessed
That the best was saved for never
And the rest was saved for last
And we never thought
That it would all end like this
There?s no anecdote to analyze
The prices that we?ve paid
For bitter tears, and loveless sex,
And wasted, hazy promises
We?re wasted hazy promises
And I guess it?s safe to say
That you?re the one I miss