i once had some dreams, i once had time to make them grow
i once had a rudder to combat the undertow
i don't know anymore what i'm more terrified to see
what i have become or what i never got to be
i thought i'd be a phoenix, feathers glistening by now
rising from the ashes of all these fires that just burnt out
maybe i've got feathers, i've got wings, and i can fly
but i am just a buzzard picking bones of dead loves dry
and i can't bear to hang around here no more
i can't bear to go
and i can't tell you what i do it for
we've all got something that we'll hold onto till our hands bleed
i oughtta know
life was once a fairground, cotton candy, ice cream cones
but the sun went down, the lights went out, and everyone went home
i could've been somebody, i'd be living it up and riding high
but i am just a ghost haunting a life that's passed me by
and i can't bear to hang around here no more
i can't bear to go
and i can't tell you what i do it for
we've all got something that we'll hold onto till our hands bleed
and i'll keep on holding onto it till it kills me
we've all got something that we'll hold onto till our hands bleed
i oughtta know
credits
from Phoenix,
released June 24, 2014
Matt Morrow - vocals, guitar, piano, resonator, bass, percussion
A vibrant vision of "Central Americana" from the Costa Rica-based artist, blending heartland devotionals with playful Tropicália grooves. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 27, 2022