Story Behind The Song
I wrote this during the COVID pandemic while living in a tiny, studio apartment in Vancouver's Downtown Eastside neighbourhood. All of the wealthy people holed up while the less fortunate homeless and drug-addled wandered the near-empty streets. I was missing my family and my friends and that really comes through in this emotional song.
Song Description
This track runs over six minutes and is something of a mini-suite. The first section has wispy, ethereal keyboards and distant, ghostly violins. Two minutes in, all elements converge for a lovely Fleets-like arrangement crossed with the retro-eerie feel of Brian Wilson's "Pet Sounds" sessions. The track comes to a full stop, then begins anew with gentle acoustic strumming and dreamlike keys. The high-pitched violin totally evokes a dusty, abandoned landscape of the mind and heart, and it's these sounds and textures that set this song apart from most.
| Song Length |
6:36 |
Genre |
Rock - Progressive Rock, Folk - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Moving, Endearing |
Subject |
Life, Sadness |
| Similar Artists |
Patrick Watson, Mutual Benefit |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Sometimes you lose someone
Love comes undone
When you hide behind
No one left inside
Sometimes you are someone
Mama came undone
When she lost her son
No one left to love
Sometimes, sometimes
Back and forth
Sometimes you are someplace
Memory goes to waste
When it suffers the same
Instantly undone
Sometimes you scrap a song
No one to sing along
When you give your all
We all must, one day, take that bow
Undo the damaged done
Until it's all undone