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Introduced by a friend of a friend
Smiled and said, "Yes, I think we've met before"
In that instant it started to pour
Captured a taxi despite all the rain
We drove in silence across Pont Champlain
And all of that time you thought I was sad
I was trying to remember your name
This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin
You tried to reach deep but you couldn't get in
And now you're outside me, you see all the beauty
Repent all your sin
Nothing but time and a face that you'll lose
I chose to feel it and you couldn't choose
I'll write you a postcard, I'll send you the news
From the house down the road from real love
Live through this and you won't look back
Live through this and you won't look back
Live through this and you won't look back
There's one thing I have to say so I'll be brave
You were what I wanted
I gave what I gave
I'm not sorry I met you
I'm not sorry it's over
I'm not sorry there's nothing to save
I'm not sorry there's nothing to save
I tried to reach deep once...and she couldn't let me in...scars are tougher than one can imagine, especially for those that have been the victims of the most awful thing that a man, or rather a boy in high school, can do to teenage woman...that shit is always there just below the surface...but she hid it well when we met, so I had no idea what was to come...
This song always reminds me of her and I and the twist of emotions that whole relationship created...the sobbing phone call that she made at the end...drunk almost to the point of oblivion, admitting in a whisper that she did love me, no matter what she had said and the anger pretended and projected in the moment when her fear of facing her emotions and her unspeakable history became too great to endure...
One day, I'd like to be able to show that coward what it feels like to live a life covered in shame and fear...I hope that she recovered somehow. I hope she was able to calm that primal fear. That she was able to put down the bottle that was her crutch. The same bottle that ensured that the life that flickered in her for a week or two or six would never do anything except break us...
I hope that she managed to let someone reach deep...
I've been down a similar road in a past relationship, although maybe not as hard and twisted as years. You come to love someone who's been hurt and you accept their scars even when they can't always do the same...and then something changes and that person can't accept that you know their past pain, or can't break up gracefully when their heart's moved on.
I hope your friend has found peace and happiness and that you have too.
Is the volume going up and down during the louder vocals? I can hear it happening about 2 or 3 times a second. Not sure if that's the player or if they're doing something weird with the gain.
i hear that as well.
**EDIT - one day later (8/4/23) still hearing it. like it, but if this gets played daily, it's going to lose it's appeal...
And this whole time, I thought it was "I'm sorry, there's nothing to SAY." Which maybe evokes a similar feeling.
What a masterpiece.
I ALSO thought those were the lyrics for years. Hits just as hard but a little differently either way.
This song always reminds me of her and I and the twist of emotions that whole relationship created...the sobbing phone call that she made at the end...drunk almost to the point of oblivion, admitting in a whisper that she did love me, no matter what she had said and the anger pretended and projected in the moment when her fear of facing her emotions and her unspeakable history became too great to endure...
One day, I'd like to be able to show that coward what it feels like to live a life covered in shame and fear...I hope that she recovered somehow. I hope she was able to calm that primal fear. That she was able to put down the bottle that was her crutch. The same bottle that ensured that the life that flickered in her for a week or two or six would never do anything except break us...
I hope that she managed to let someone reach deep...
Memories of pre-kids, first marriage, following relationships, life changes, all in a song.
I'm not sorry there's nothing to save, I'm not sorry. There's nothing to save.
That last line. Ooof. <3
It's bad news.
You were married, yes? So there must have been something there at the beginning. As the last lines of this song capture eloquently, "I'm sorry there's nothing to save."
And this whole time, I thought it was "I'm sorry, there's nothing to SAY." Which maybe evokes a similar feeling.
What a masterpiece.
I agree!
Depends on whether or not you can make a case for self-defence. Apparently.
Question: if your ex-lover is dead, is that good or bad news?
I guess it's better than having a present-day lover who is dead...well, unless you're into that kind of stuff.
It's bad news.
You were lovers, yes? So there must have been something there at the beginning. As the last lines of this song capture eloquently, "I'm sorry there's nothing to save."
"When there is nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire."https://goo.gl/VC2BvR
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or, bags of firewood are only a fiver......... in fact, Im turning in, tomorrows another day, at least for me.
goodnight and enjoy your self emoliation, .... keep the noise down would you?!
The Loneliest Monk is Thelonious Monk. It's the fate.I think.
I'm afraid I can't say my ex, she knew or planned what next.

Jeff Buckley wrote "Lover You Should Have Come Over" about his breakup with his girlfriend. I went to a memorial concert ten years after his death and one of the performers covered the song. I did okay until the bridge, and on the verse "It's never over / A kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder..." the guy in front of me collapsed in grief. Within seconds it was painfully clear for whom the central metaphor of the song was no metaphor.
A song is what you bring to it. Great ones touch us and make us examine who we are and what we feel. As this one has done for me today.
Thanks for that
Question: if your ex-lover is dead, is that good or bad news?
Memories of a previous life rush in; meeting an old friend from the past.
Recollection; a reliving. Reflection, contemplation.
Good memories, even though it may have ended badly. Thankful for the experience, the connection. Sad the connection is no more, but it was worthwhile.
OK, so its not just the song talking...
Question: if your ex-lover is dead, is that good or bad news?
dogpound wrote:
Only by 1 year..... I agree with Fred — this band should be lumped in with Decemberists. I hit the PSD button when either of them are played!

predate them.
Your mileage, of course, may vary.
Well written. Bravo!

Wow.
Uplifting.

Jeff Buckley wrote "Lover You Should Have Come Over" about his breakup with his girlfriend. I went to a memorial concert ten years after his death and one of the performers covered the song. I did okay until the bridge, and on the verse "It's never over / A kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder..." the guy in front of me collapsed in grief. Within seconds it was painfully clear for whom the central metaphor of the song was no metaphor.
A song is what you bring to it. Great ones touch us and make us examine who we are and what we feel. As this one has done for me today.
Oh, great. The next song is Jeff Buckley's Last Goodbye.
Both beautiful, but I picked a bad week to give up ether.
I was just wondering the same thing!
I'm so happy that RP has picked it up! Yay for Canadian Content.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FhXtietJZr4
Yes, another great example of what is "special" about RP!

he's doing it again!! STOP the death!
10:31 am Stars
Your Ex-Lover is Dead
10:26 am Jim Carroll Band
People Who Died
10:21 am Butthole Surfers
Pepper Electric
10:16 am Pearl Jam
Nothing As It Seems
Has to be one of my favourite sets ever, just because it's so out there. Awesome, Bill.
and you won't look back . . .
Fat chance.
Playlist:
Stars - Your Ex-Lover is Dead
Oingo Boingo - Dead Man's Party
Jim Carroll Band - People Who Died
Butthole Surfers - Pepper
That one was priceless!! LOL!
Playlist:
Stars - Your Ex-Lover is Dead
Oingo Boingo - Dead Man's Party
Jim Carroll Band - People Who Died
Butthole Surfers - Pepper
How am I to know you aren't just being a contrarian, Enemy?
"Live through this and you won't look back?" Fat chance.








