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Everything That Matters
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Some things are beyond your control, and though you might have been the one behind the wheel, you were never the first to go. This is my story.
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Intelligent lyrics wrapped in dripping wet melodies. Been descibed as music you've always wanted to hear but never had the chance to.
To quote a bit of Shakespeare, "A life mended is but patched". The sutures split and the life drains from the wound. Once healed, the scar remains as a reminder of the pain. These are my scars. These are my thoughts, ideas, and wisdom I have gained along the way. The twisted raised surface of a life torn and mended and torn again. This is my collagen, my bandages, and all that lies beneath. It's been years since I have visited this page. I should be working to remedy that soon. The degree is in the bag--at least most of it--and the music can now resurface. Over the course of the next few months I will be going back to work on the Lethologica album. At this conjuncture, the tracks look like they'll be a lot more complete and complex (and possibly more eclectic) than the work I have done in the past. I am also hoping for a bit more congruence of sound--one of my biggest concerns with the last two albums. As the songs come together I will be uploading them for your perusal. Those of you who have been waiting for something new, I apologize for my absence. For the rest of you, I apologize for my return.
Song Info
Genre
Pop Pop Rock
Charts
Peak #907
Peak in subgenre #192
Author
Timothy Goss / Sabrina Goss
Rights
1999 angryclown music
Uploaded
October 21, 2003
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MP3 3.5 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
There are times in life when it feels like the right thing to do is to just pack up everything and drive until the gas tank is empty... until the money runs dry... until there is nowhere left to go. The day I left the rain poured as if the sky was sorry to see me go... Unfortunatly the miles can't replace the emptiness in your soul and you find yourself looking back and wishing things could've been different only to realize that some things are beyond your control... That, though you might have been the one behind the wheel, you were never the first to go... This is my story...
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And I am waiting by the phone, I never dreamed I'd find myself here, A thousand miles away from everything, A million years since it was you, You made me build these walls around you, To hang the memories inside, And times like these I ask myself, Where did I go wrong? And I, I can't control, This loss of everything that matters, My wounded soul, And I am cold I cannot sleep tonight, I remember children in the halls, Echos of the good times, Doesn't love conquer all? You turned your back on all I offered, Ran away from these open arms, Times like these I wonder, What more could I have done? (chorus) I thought we'd found a place, Where love could spring a new, Half of me faced, With the other you, Now I find I can't forgive, This act of your betrayal, I can't forget just how love fails, (chorus)
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