Lyrics

All words and music by Matthew Robertson

Qualicum
A bunch of leaves have fallen on me but I can’t get up just yet

On a bench the ocean I see and my eyes are dead set
On the water in front of me in splintered sunlight
Are the traces of a wonderfully spent life

Babe you know me too good and yes I miss him too
The sky was priceless and times they are too few
A taste of paradise and having to leave to pretend
That it was really time to go and it didn’t matter who won in the end

I walk everyday amongst the ghost of my old friends
Their pretty distracted by the experience of being dead
“not another one like all of you will ever be”
And I’m beginning to see what you all gave to me

 

Coffee Shops
On this lonely night, an old radio
So late you’d laugh at anything
But an old man tells of the son he lost
To all who come round
Your never alone with talk radio
Drunk angels trace me with their fingers
Kings of the city with their crowns of cloud
Everything was moving so pretty,
It was right, it was real
I close my eyes and let go of the wheel
I am free to wonder.
And wonder I do
At why I am one of the lucky ones,
To still be here with you
Faded after years of being me

 

Come on
Time is wasting, the things that we do
I wouldn’t be standing here, if it wasn’t for you
Come on, lets go, I won’t leave without you
Come on, lets go, I can’t sleep without you
I’m fighting the blues, with a finger of scotch
And this old wooden guitar, and a picture of you
The day has gone, by way of the night
you sleep soundly, awake, my mind I fight

 

Concrete Prince
thru concrete grows roots and grass
nature wins when time comes to pass
great lessons to learn
while you die as you burn
people cheer as you dip into the ocean
life as we know it continues in its own motion
present in the time we spend together
we are birds of the same feather
arms reach up to make your connection
while we try to control your perfection
balance that has no need to be upset
what is it that most just dont get
you are the light that shows the way
of a dream where things are OK
just come back one more time
in the morning again you will climb