The Parting Glass - The Wailin' Jennys

Led you so far down I could tell you'd never been Told me that time's near And how it will change everything? I'm not so open like the window you are The glass just reflects the scar Told me that you had to leave But how the fuck does that change anything? Your glare is the faintest no brightness to show I made the best of what I thought was impossible You were the spade I used to dig this hole Blistered my skin to the bone Swear all the pain's done No trace or tremor here Or am I still numb? Have I been this whole year? So let me bite down Feel the clench in my teeth 'Til I come around Then relapse and repeat Then relapse and repeat Your glare is the faintest no brightness to show I made the best of what I thought was impossible You were the spade I used to dig this hole Blistered my skin to the bone Now you're gone Now you're gone Now you're gone Now you're gone Now you're

They're all gone Only me and you now It's nearly dawn I ask myself, how? Disintegration Of a unity Justification All led by guilt It's all gloomy now The remains Of a life The glass is empty I drink from it nonetheless I cannot follow where you might descend To stay alive It all crumbles in the end The box is empty I open it nonetheless The fear of leaving keeps me here I cannot follow where you might descend To stay alive It all crumbles in the end Walking alone Too late to atone Falling away from Away from us Efforts are made Trying to aid Is it too late now? Too late now? Walking alone Too late to atone Falling away from Away from us Efforts are made Trying to aid Is it too late now? Too late now? Are you too proud to reach out for a helping hand? Too much resistance will leave you blind I cannot follow where you might descend To stay alive It all crumbles in the end The glass is empty I drink from it nonetheless Is this loyalty? Or is it fear? I cannot follow where you might descend To stay alive It all crumbles in the end I cannot follow where you might descend To stay alive It all crumbles in the end Ooooh-ooooh-ooooh Oooh-ooooh-oooh Oooh-ooooh-oooh To stay alive Oooh-ooooh-oooh Oooh-ooooh-oooh Oooh-ooooh-oooh Oooh-ooooh-oooh To stay alive Oooh-ooooh-oooh Oooh-ooooh-oooh Losing touch Fading out Withering in pain Falling on your knees Falling on your knees Leave this world Leave this world The war within you never ends Hence you blame it on everyone else I take a step back You move forward I can't stay here anymore I have to leave, I have to leave I've never ever in my whole life seen anyone going this low How can we help you when you're not letting us go? Letting us go The room is shrinking You keep on drinking I have to leave, I have to leave I have to go I've never seen anyone going this low I have to leave I have to go I lock the door Can't win this war I leave this prison of guilt I leave this prison of guilt Tearing down what we've built

Been on another level Since you came, no more pain You look into my eyes You can't recognize my face You're in my world now You can stay, you can stay But you belong to me Ooh, you belong to me If it hurts to breathe, open a window (woo-ooh) Oh, your mind wants to leave (leave), but you can't go This is a happy house (a happy house) We're happy here (we're happy here), in a happy house Oh, this is fun, fun, fun, fun, fun Fun, fun, fun, fun Fun, fun, fun, fun Music got you lost Nights pass so much quicker than the days did Same clothes, you ain't ready for your day shift This place will burn you up Baby, it's okay, them my niggas next door And they workin' in the trap, so get naughty if you want So don't blame it on me That you didn't call your home So just don't blame it on me, girl 'Cause you wanted to have fun If it hurts to breathe, open a window (yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh, your mind wants to leave, but you can't go (ooh) This is a happy house We're happy here, in a happy house Oh, this is fun, fun, fun, fun, fun (this is fun) Fun, fun, fun, fun (this is fun to me) Fun, fun, fun, fun Bring the 707 out Bring the 707 out Bring the 707 out Bring the 707 out Bring the 707 out Bring the 7 Two puffs for the lady who be down for that Whatever, together Bring your own stash of the greatest, trade it Roll a dub, burn a dub, cough a dub, taste it Then watch us chase it With a handful of pills, no chasers Jaw clenchin' on some super-sized papers And she bad and her head bad Escapin', her van is a Wonderland And it's half-past six Read skies 'cause time don't exist But when the stars shine back to the crib Superstar lines back at the crib And we can test out the tables We've got some brand new tables All glass and it's four feet wide But it's a must to get us ten feet high She give me sex in a handbag I get her wetter than a wet nap And no closed doors, so I listen to her moans echo "I heard he do drugs now" You heard wrong, I been on it for a minute We just never act a fool, that's just how we fuckin' live it And when we act a fool, it's probably 'cause we mixed it Yeah, I'm always on that okey-dokey Them white boys know the deal, ain't no fuckin' phony Big O know the deal, he the one who showed me Watch me ride this fuckin' beat like he fuckin' told me "Is that your girl, what's her fuckin' story? She kinda bad but she ride it like a fuckin' pony" I cut down on her man, be her fuckin' story Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout you, man, get to know me Ain't no offense, though, I promise you If you a real man, dude, you gon' decide the truth But I'm a nice dude, with some nice dreams And we could turn this to a nightmare: Elm Street La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I'm so gone, so gone Bring out the glass tables Bring the 707 out La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I'm so gone, so gone Bring out the glass tables Bring the 707 out La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I'm so gone, so gone Bring out the glass tables Bring the 707 out La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I'm so gone, so gone Bring out the glass tables Bring the 707 out Bring the 707 out Bring the 707 out

I don't need much I don't need another friend Bittersweet touch You don't see me holding hands Woah, come embrace my love in it Come on take me on and on Yeah, on Fortune's fade in love Fortune only favours me I'm sick of waiting For you to come and fill my need Woah yeah Ba ba daladaladalada oh yeah Singing Ba ba daladaladalada Ba ba daladaladalada woo hoo Woah So keep on walking You know I'm doing the best I can Oh yeah Look who's talking I'm your man, I'm your man Woah, come embrace my love and Come on take me on and on Yeah, on and on and on Ba ba daladaladalada Ba ba daladaladalada oh yeah Ba ba daladaladalada Ba ba daladaladalada woo hoo Throwing rocks at the glass house Throwing rocks at the glass house All night long Throwing rocks at the glass house Throwing rocks at the glass house All night long Oh yeah baby All night long Yeah, come on! Yeah, take it on Swing it! Ba ba daladaladalada Ba ba daladaladalada oh yeah Ba ba daladaladalada Ba ba daladaladalada woo hoo, yeah! Ba ba daladaladalada Ba ba daladaladalada Come on baby, don't say maybe Come on baby, don't say maybe Come on baby, don't say maybe Come on baby, don't say maybe

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour