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Good Ol' Days
03:41
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I’m sick of hearing that the good ol’ days are gone
‘Cause someday they’ll sing about these days in a song
It’s how you see it
It’s how you feel it
It’s how you take it all in
It’s how you live it
It’s how you touch it
It’s how you breath in all in
I fear that love will love my fear
There is no place I’d rather be than here
‘Cause I'm not looking for tomorrow’s prayers
Yesterday is not for me to compare
I’m sick of hearing that those good ol’ days are gone
‘Cause someday they’ll sing about these days in a song
It’s how you see it
It’s how you feel it
It’s how you take it all in
It’s how you live it
It’s how you touch it
It’s how you breath in all in
‘Cause there is no madness that can change the way things are
I choose to witness instead of wishing on the stars
Why search for words that can never explain
And I feel lucky to feel what remains
I’m sick of hearing that those good ol’ days are gone
‘Cause someday they’ll sing about these days in a song
It’s how you see it
It’s how you feel it
It’s how you take it all in
It’s how you live it
It’s how you touch it
It’s how you breath in all in
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Criticized Wonder
06:08
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God is asking too much from me,
from me
Well I don't blame my mother for running like she did
It’s just a part of my story that they always hid
My father never took the time to know me well
But they say God choose this story but I got another story to tell
My husband is just another follower like the rest
Never dawns on him to wonder what it is that I like best
So please dear madam can you take the time to teach me the keys
It’s the prettiest thing I've heard, makes life worth living to me
‘Cause I won’t be a victim of criticized wonder
Criticized wonder
Nothing scares me now and ain’t no way I’m turning back
For the ones that love me most, to go and turn their backs just like that
And you can read me all your scriptures, hell you can scream them out loud
But no one’s going to tell me what it is that I am allowed
No ‘cause I won’t be a victim of criticized wonder
Criticized wonder
Now I'm going to sing this song, the only song I’ve ever know
As I used to watch my Bubbe, cry and listen alone
And they say God choose this story but I got another story to tell
And if you can't accept that, well I guess I’ll say fare thee well
‘Cause I won’t be a victim of criticized wonder
Criticized wonder
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3. |
Present Wonder
03:45
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Well I followed you to the meadow
But we both know there was no use in that
It was a frantic search for a purpose
Can’t purchase feathers for your hat
I drove down to where you were laying
Some days I don’t trust my own eyes
There’s a robin in the blossoms
A failing phantom of disguise
So take a deep breath of the lilies
And you can blow those candles out
I better loosen up my grip
I’ll even let go of the handles now
I’m too tired to tow the the wagon
In fact I’m scared to see what's there
I dip my toes in the water
and I question why I was scared
And there’s a message written in the sand
You better hold that bandage down
And you take what is convenient
And you let go what has vanished now
At the end are we together?
Is there still an ocean of time
Are there challenges to uncover?
I think about it all the time
Lately I’ve been doing some wondering
If we’re destined for the dirt
What's the point of all this suffering
Why do we hold the thoughts that hurt
Maybe I’m taking it too seriously
Maybe there’s signs that point the way
I’m living in the hope of tomorrow
Instead of living it all today
Now I’m running without the thought
Of where my feet are going
I throw a sail up in the air
No care of where the wind is blowing
Used to hit rewind and fantasie
Like it could be played back again
I’d look into the scope of tomorrow
And wonder when it will all begin
I’m not counting the days before the rain
I gonna feed the flowers in my eyes
Now be brave and put your hand in mine
It might even take you by surprise
I‘m not holding up the views of others
Nothing I could do to change their minds
And not a moment will be wasted
I’m gonna love every moment she provides
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Be There
02:55
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Ring you up in the middle of the night
I guess we all just want to feel wanted
My mind is tired but I feel alright
As I visit the places that we haunted
Just tug the string, I won’t feel the need to stray
Compare your life to pictures of hypocrites
You see yourself a little different these days
I’m just another loser, but I know it
We all want to be loved
Can we ever get enough?
Too much time being judged
When life is tough enough
I will always here for you
Your heart has been bruised, beaten and broken
Sometimes I hate myself for the things that I do
Go sleepless nights to hear your words spoken
I hear you laugh but we both know it's true
We all want to be loved
Can we ever get enough
Too much time being judged
When life is tough enough
I will always here for you
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Peter MacInnis Mabou, Nova Scotia
Peter MacInnis
brings the spirit of rural Cape Breton to his indie-folk music, melding it with gritty garage rock elements to create his authentic unique sound.
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