You're all fucked up on pills again
And it's only 8pm
Running back to the alley to be alone
So nobody will know
You can barely speak and it's starting to show
I think it's time to take you home
I feel alone, I am alone
Sitting on your couch we try to speak
Incoherently
I kiss you anyway, you taste like smoke
And pharmacy
Six months ago you changed your name
And me I am to blame
I feel ashamed, I am ashamed
I've gotten old, I've gotten ancient
But no wiser
You lost your tact, I lost my patience
And we expired
It's useless searching for a cause
It is no factor
We never cared for linear
I think the love came after
I'm underneath the floor again
The metaphor is prim
Feeling heavy with a weight beyond my years
Is this what youth fears
Cataclysm could be the right word
I don't mean to sound absurd
But it feels deserved, it is deserved
I think I lost you to the world
After all you're just a kid
How can I expect you still to care
What, for all the good it did
Six months from now we'll both be old
At least that's what I'm told
I feel annulled, I've been annulled
I've gotten old, I've gotten ancient
But no wiser
You lost your tact, I lost my patience
And we expired
It's useless searching for a cause
It is no factor
We never cared for linear
I think the love came after
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