Story Behind The Song
Cindy the singer wrote the words to this one to exorcise some demons around childhood trauma. She saw it as a way of taking the power back and in the end just turning your back and walking away from the ones who done you wrong.
Song Description
A woman laments her failed and abusive relationship deciding in the end to triumph over it and go live her live with joy. A sweet ballad with strong guitar lines and fiddle solos.
| Song Length |
3:51 |
Genre |
Folk - Americana, Folk - Americana |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Moving, Poignant |
Subject |
Bad Love, Regret |
| Similar Artists |
Neko Case, Patsy Cline |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
David is the Saint of the Poets
and he tore my words down
You are the Saint of Nothing
and you wore my little heart round
CHORUS:
When you're eyes burn
and your hands shake
I've had all that I can take
I leave you in the back of my mind
and we all.... die
Walking away from a home from a jail
walking towards my life for sale
there's hope in the rafters if you reach that high
no hope in this gutter, here where I lie
CHORUS
standing here in this room that you left
the walls closing in, grief binds up my chest
not a thing left
but bruises and scars
my only comfort is booze in this jar
CHORUS
fresh on the road and fresh outta here
i've left us behind and left all my fear
got a new journey to ride on these rails
i hope that you're somewhere
rotting in jail