morose folky progressive rock
exploring the multiverses sound by sound and word by word
Story behind the song
story behind the song: so much for "good" friday lol, from last year to this one the journey from singular to plural in facing the challenges of facing unrestrained inner personal growth and the effects on the surrounding environment
Lyrics
thought it was hard letting it all go
but that's not hard, not hard at all
thought it would be easier, easier somehow
but it's too hard to let anyone go right now
never was a good man, never a real friend
never really knew anyone 'til now near the end
i don't like this feeling, i hate crying all these tears
but i look back on what i've wasted, love and all the years
caught in the glare of, what the fuck?
bright white light, soul so touched
sometimes more, sometimes too much
sometimes a smorgasbord of auld pot luck
sometimes it gets so fucked up
and that's why, why thursdays suck
