Title track: Something Precious

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This is a song I recorded a couple of years ago. I like it, although it’s a bit dark. Yes, even darker than my usual. You may be happy to know that — since getting my new electric guitar — I’ve actually been writing some happier music. I haven’t recorded any of it yet, but hope to find some time soon.

This track, though, is actually the banner track for the collection I’ve slowly been building here. It started as a sequel to Junky Angel, but grew into something of its own pretty quickly. It’s about love and heartbreak, and the initial feeling of moving from major cities to small towns. I wrote a lot of those after I got back here. I’ll let “Something Precious” tell the rest of the story.

Something Precious (Dies)

Something Precious (Dies)

It’s been an hour since the last time that we talked
my head’s still spinning from the words we said
I’m screaming at the sky, I’m talking to the ground
Not knowing which one of us I wish was dead

There’s something in the way of all I ever wanted
There’s something in my head that just won’t let me be
There’s all the things I could have told you that I never will
All the things I should have shown you that you’ll never see

I’ve loved and lost too many times
I guess she’s just another in this church of broken hearts
It seems to me we’ve got the same history
It ain’t no mystery, we’re just playing our parts

I’ve been walking for miles now and I can’t walk any more
It’s just before 1 and these streets are lying cold
There’s a little junky angel dancing in a corner bar
Looking for someone she can grab onto and hold

She doesn’t do much for the aching in my heart
but she keeps time nicely with the pounding in my head
She tells me all these things I’m sure I won’t remember
and it cannot erase all the things that you already said

I’ve loved and lost too many times
I guess she’s just another in this church of broken hearts
It seems to me we’ve got the same history
It ain’t no mystery, we’re just playing our parts

And as the streets grow cold and the night moon gleams
Maybe I can finally close my eyes
But I know she’ll be there in my dreams
as another little piece breaks and something precious dies

It’s four AM now and my heart is still bleeding
these streets all scream “I’m leaving!” but I’m not getting anywhere
I’ve got memories of a city that never ever sleeps
with its heartbeat in the night and its pulse was everywhere

Now I’m standing here and the sky is falling down around this town
where the streets have been asleep since the sun went down
I’m thinking about leaving again, yeah but things keep getting blurry
and bedways is rightways now

If only I could sleep tonight
If only I could sleep at all
If only I could sleep tonight
If only I could sleep at all