I falter, yeah I crumble
Addicted enough you hold on
Well I hope you will learn to walk away...
Another cop in the park; you’re cold and empty.
Another shot in the dark, and your bag is empty.
So you’ll partake no more...
They take sides, I’m just humbled
Forsaken again, I won’t shout
Cause I know we all walk the water’s edge...
So no more pats on the back; you’re cold and empty.
No more strolls in the park; your cup is empty.
So you’ll take part in this life no more.
We’re all lost in the dark, so cold and empty everyday.
Joey — my friend and ally. I defy you to show me a musician with more passion and sincerity. I love this album for its purity of intent and the raw power of the songwriting. Indie music at its best. Melancholy Sunday
This is the band Joey and I formed so many years ago. This album meant everything at one point — love, faith, vodka, desperation and I think a few broken ribs… Melancholy Sunday
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