You had it all, but it wasn’t worth a song.
In a million ways you felt the seasons go.
Your new album on the charts experiencing a slow start
to make things even worse.
And your mother on the phone asking when you’ll be coming home, child,
when you’ll be coming home.
You had it all, but for you it came too soon.
The good times went and left you dressed in blue.
And the writing on the wall screaming names at you
you would never dare to call anybody but yourself
on some sleepless night,
on some sleepless night.
You had it all, but for a little girl it really didn’t mean that much.
You had it all, such a heavy weight to carry on your little back.
Now you’re left only with a name and a tiny place to hide
you can’t even call your own.
And when your mother calls again, perhaps this time she’ll win,
perhaps this time she’ll win.
from The Collapse,
released October 28, 2016
Bart Davenport (bass), Charlie Bautista (Fender Rhodes, Hammond organ, synths), Shawn Lee (drums), Yuri Méndez (vocals)