Story behind the song
my wife was in a car accident in 2004 on the way to visit her parents.
Lyrics
coming face to face with mortality
the sound of a leaky faucet that does not end
the drone of a TV left on in the other room
a small piece of sadness grinding slowly to a stop
the refrain still sounding in my inner ear
flashing past my inner eye
my vivid and incorrect imagination
recreating what was recounted to me over a scratchy telephone connection
on a cold and rainy november night
my heart in my throat
my breath shallow
the fear palpable in my veins
but it was not me
it was not me
just an extension of me out on holiday
returning to her roots
to spend sentimental time with sentimental people
unknown the passage across the river Styx that was required
unknown that Charon would come demanding his coin
or be much denied
mortality is a radio show
we have run out of names for things and now seek the wholly inappropriate
standing atop the tower flinging bits and pieces out into the air
meaning reconstructed by cathodes and diodes
sound destroyed and reborn by the ingenuity of that singular creature
next to whom I lie at night
and think it was not me
it was not me
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