Story Behind the Song
Musical notes:
The acoustic is a 12-string tuned to Open-C (C-G-C-C-C-E) capo'ed on the 2nd fret. This is my favorite alternate tuning.
The song was recorded layer by layer in the studio, and the vocals were done in one take. I almost passed out singing the last note.
This remains the most popular song in my repertoire.
Lyrics
Father stood before me as I headed out the door
Said "Son remember who you are, 'cause I can't help you out no more."
He handed me a watch, his ring, and a dollar bill
And said "I've given you the best I can ... do with it what you will."
Remembering the things I had been taught I set out on my way
I remember the look on Momma's face as I pulled away that day
I tried to put the past behind as I headed out of town
You can try to drown your memories but there's no way you can keep them down
You fight to keep them from the light, to put it all behind
Afraid to let them out at night, afraid of what you'd find
So you keep them out of sight, out of mind ...
I felt a void inside myself not even God could fill
So I reached out for the first one that could make my heart be still
She laid me back and soothed my pain, but in the morning she was gone
Looking back I think I wanted it that way all along
I looked for love in every place and left no stone unturned
Your skin only gets thicker every time that you get burned
You get to a point where you think there's no love left inside
And you think you're not afraid no more, 'cause there's nothing left to hide
Still I kept them from the light and tried to put it all behind
Afraid to let them out at night, afraid of what I'd find
I kept them out of sight, out of mind ...
I played the game so well I fear I could have had it won
I'd take all that I wanted and not give any in return
I played the game my way by living on the edge
Fearless of the consequence of stepping off the ledge
But one came who would help me find my heart again
Where others came to shatter, this one came to mend
I tried to hold my boundaries, to keep my distance far
But the first voice came back to me, remember who you are
I fought to keep them from the light, to put it all behind
But my memories broke out that night and forced me to remind myself
I cannot keep them out of sight, out of mind ...
The past has a way of catching up the moment you slow down
You can leave the city limits but you never leave the town
She forces me to face up to who I was and who I am
And to analyze the memories that put me where I am
Sometimes I keep them from the light, to put it all behind
Other times I let them out at night to see what I can find
But I keep them out of sight, out of mind ...
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