Back to Yourself

from by Brooks Strause

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Over in the cabinet between sorrow and regret, you can get a little respite if it hasn’t got you yet, and it’s a long, long, long way back to yourself, and it looks like you can reach it but I can’t really tell. Never said you meant business, there was always pleasure there. I wouldn’t feel so foolish if I could only cease to care, and it’s a long, long, long way back to yourself, and you most likely will get there but I can’t really tell. Stuck, ran out of luck, now baby, tell me, where the hell do I go from here? I know it ain’t your problem, but why is it my problem, my dear? You got out of the bedroom ‘cause you couldn’t stand the heat. If you want to make a diff erence all you have to do is cheat, and it’s a long, long, long way back to yourself. I think you probably can do it but I can’t really tell. Sorry, you know I love you, but I gotta take what’s mine. So sorry, you know I’ve got to, but it’s gonna be just fi ne. So, sorry, there’s nothing to do except accept the divide. Sorry, you know I love you, but I gotta take what’s mine.

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from Christ of the Abyss, released May 3, 2016
BS - banjo, harmonica, and vocal

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