These lyrics are coming straight from the soul. If you can't feel it... you must be dead inside... Obviously to Mathew, he has his own reasons for his torment but summing up~ not being able to " Sometimes I can't remember nothing, sometimes it shadows everything, Some Sundays it's as loud as thunder In the morning when the telephone rings, Clearer days in some distant forecast~ Dark days in the present past...." It's the absolute blackouts and fucking confusion we have when something so painful takes over. Some days it's a blur... some days it's right there punching you in the face...
"She took a mouthful of rain
With a gutter full of pills
She wrote, "I handled the pain,
But it's the hope that kills"
So take care of yourself
And don't worry about me"
The hope of love is worse than any demise or any pain life throw at someone....
This song is so deep on so many levels... Matthew Ryan's pain is something I can identify with but for completely different reasons. Godspeed Matthew~ May you find peace for your weary soul....
These lyrics are coming straight from the soul. If you can't feel it... you must be dead inside... Obviously to Mathew, he has his own reasons for his torment but summing up~ not being able to " Sometimes I can't remember nothing, sometimes it shadows everything, Some Sundays it's as loud as thunder In the morning when the telephone rings, Clearer days in some distant forecast~ Dark days in the present past...." It's the absolute blackouts and fucking confusion we have when something so painful takes over. Some days it's a blur... some days it's right there punching you in the face...
"She took a mouthful of rain With a gutter full of pills She wrote, "I handled the pain, But it's the hope that kills" So take care of yourself And don't worry about me"
The hope of love is worse than any demise or any pain life throw at someone....
This song is so deep on so many levels... Matthew Ryan's pain is something I can identify with but for completely different reasons. Godspeed Matthew~ May you find peace for your weary soul....
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