I was born out of spite
I was living out of hope
that my future would be bright
and my past would be revoked
but the tide came my way
right around yesterday
and I heard your voice when you weren’t speaking
I’m lost in a daze
and I can’t get out of bed
my mind’s in a maze
and I would rather die instead
‘cause my head’s on the floor
it’s not pretty anymore
and I hope you can’t see what I’m thinking
give me something to cling to
a rope, not to hang, but to climb
my life’s not something to sing to
and there’s no reason to my rhyme
I was raised on a song
I was brought up on a truth
and the future was long
and the past was pleasant too
but the light washed away
right around yesterday
and the misery is all that seems to matter
The sun’s above my head,
but I’m sitting in a hole
and the walls are made of lead
and down here it’s dark and cold
So I’ll sit and write a song,
wait for you to come along
even pills, they can’t build me a ladder
give me something to cling to
a rope, not to hang, but to climb
my life’s not something to sing to
and there’s no reason to my rhyme
give me something to sing to
cause I think I’m running out of time
my life’s not something to cling to
and I have lost the strength to climb
Beautifully played and full of moving vocal performances, the Bay Area singer/songwriter's latest is a stellar work of art. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 3, 2023