Endings come down like rain,
Cover yourself!
Hands can't massage that pain,
Cover yourself!
No matter the weather outside or indoors, you feel the water.
Must I remember her name?
I might just want to forget her, turn down the fire in the winter.
Just once I'd like to come down,
Without a bruise on my ardor, or maybe I just should try harder.
But if I should trip on the way back, remind me to store, not to unpack.
Regret sings real sad songs;
Cover yourself!
Clocks count slow all day long,
Cover yourself!
Nomatter the time of the day or the night, it's always too late.
Love, and other cliches from movies;
I just don't know, it comes and goes.
So, I'll keep the TV on at night;
Voices that aren't mine, bottles of cheap wine, this is the life for me.
Getting so you can't sleep;
Cover yourself!
Try not to think too deep;
Cover yourself!
No matter the number of dreams that you have, you're missing vision.
CODA:
Think about the fights we had, oh, just give it up.
Writing songs about the past, and have another cup.
Even if I commit the same mistakes again,
At least I will be able to take them on the chin.
'Cause that's the way we learn to cover up our softest parts,
By pasting over history as if it was an art.
Think about the arguments that I should have won,
Forgetting why you loved her, sure, it can be fun.
Even if I commit the same mistakes again,
At least I will be able to take them on the chin.
'Cause that's the way we learn to cover up our softest parts,
By pasting over history as if it was an art.
But I don't wanna be just like the guy who never learns,
So I think I'm gonna marry this song,
Yes, I think I'm gonna marry this song today.
credits
from Abstract Expression,
released September 22, 2009
Dominique Leone - all instruments and vox
How has The Gasman fallen under my music radar for so long? This album makes me want to don my Louis XIV frock coat, double drop and hit the baroque rave! Insane, wonderful and totally different. The gaye device