When I can’t see the future, I look to the past.
It’s mostly gold-plated, hid in shards of glass.
But you have to be careful, you can’t go home again.
The world lies between us, is it just in my head?
But now you’ve got me singing:
Love, some days I don’t want to try. I’ve ripped those years out of my life,
Years I’m too proud to give up.
You can slip into darkness, the home of your doubt.
The most basic choices can make you black out.
You find yourself choking on earth’s history.
You’re collecting heirlooms thrown up by the sea.
But now you’ve got me singing:
Love, some days I don’t want to try. I’ve ripped those years out of my life,
Years I’m too proud to give up.
Hope, I inherited hope and the means for a better life.
Love, some days I don’t want to try. I’ve ripped those years out of my life,
Years I’m too proud to give up.
credits
from Heritage EP,
released April 20, 2013
Stu Daly - Vocals, Guitars, Double Bass & Mandolin
Sam Fitzpatrick - Piano
Simon King - Drums
Sharon Courtney - Violin
Emma O'Reilly - Backing Vocals
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