The Hungry & The Hunted
Words & Music: Whitney Wood Grumhaus
Walking man, you walk on by
All you pack is a foolish pride
Can't say yes, you won't say no
Only got time for a quick hello
You complain you're in between
Don't explain exactly what you mean
A scoffer taking all the trees
Giving disease away for free
Where will you ever go?
No place to exchange your name
Where will you ever go
Where they still play your game?
Slip away, retreat above
You can't stand by the one you love
Steal glances show no emotion
Over and over in slow motion
Achin’ for your next jailbreak
Livin’ the life, it gets hard to take
Goodbyes come as no surprise
For one too wise in his own eyes
Where will you ever go?
No place to exchange your name
Where will you ever go
Where they still play your game?
Ride those fences way up high
Hunt for holes to the other side
A last emperor on a dying throne
Callin’ out to the wild unknown
Trace long lost silent spaces
Worn through all your sad clown faces
Alone beneath an empty sky
Walking man you bought the lie
Where will you ever go?
No place to exchange your name
Where will you ever go
Where they still play your game?
Words & Music: Whitney Wood Grumhaus
We meet on the winter path, you say your war’s all over
See signs of a husband’s wrath. You lay your head on my shoulder
Whisper I should come discover. You want me deep undercover
And we head for home, head for home, we head for home
These bees and birds in trees, springtime awake there in your arms
The sweet breeze feels so sublime, I drink it up with all your charms
Fields abloom along our road to plenty, of all the lovers, we’re the envy
And we head for home, head for home, we head for home
Finish off my fourth Summer Breeze just another day at the beach
You preach that tired old speech as I lay there out of reach
We drive away play the radio high; the freeway a river long baked dry
And we head for home, head for home, we head for home
Perhaps you don’t remember the dusty truth from late September
Green eyes tell such empty lies. You’re a master in disguise
Cross the white line, we crash through the rail, sail the wake of a slipstream
Fall away from our epic fail. The last echo of a daydream
Face first down an open slide. The final turn on this joyride
And we head for home, head for home, we head for home
And we head for home, head for home, we head for home
And we head for home, head for home, we head for home
And we head for home, head for home, we head for home
Words & Music: Whitney Wood Grumhaus
They tell you that it’s nothin’
They say to let it go
But you know this ain’t nothin’
Feel the shame drain deep and low
Didn’t foresee the mess you’d leave
So many lives turned on a dime
You threw away a perfect young family
You wouldn’t stay to repay war crimes
Cashin’ in the crop too soon
Drinkin’ up an early bloom
You forsake your past by quitting time
All aboard the A-Train playing denial games
Bracing for your moment of arrival
All aboard the A-Train and the stain remains
Getting down to a matter of survival
You against that ordinary rival
Count the black spots on the sun
Fry your eyes again today
But you’re not fooling anyone
This white city’s built of paper maché
Now much to your dismay
You’re a sad walkin’ cliché
Boy, oh the fun has just begun
All aboard the A-Train playing denial games
Bracing for your moment of arrival
All aboard the A-Train and the stain remains
Getting down to a matter of survival
You against that ordinary rival
Suddenly a sinkhole
Cracks open below
It takes the last chance for make believe
All aboard the A-Train playing denial games
Bracing for your moment of arrival
All aboard the A-Train and the stain remains
Getting down to a matter of survival
You against that ordinary rival
Words & Music: Whitney Wood Grumhaus
While watching you walk away, I’m decoding what went wrong
Long since said all we could say. One last glance, you’re gone
But let me remind you, I saw our future, knew of our regret
Everything that would find us and I hadn’t even met you yet
Sneak back to a safe distance
The delusion of indifference
I fight a futile resistance
Escaping this existence
Can’t get a witness
Can’t bear a witness
Can’t get a witness
Can’t bear a witness
At that place where the pavement ends, sit clutching the coal I mined
Thought it meant we must just stay friends when our rose froze on the vine
Now I’m nine miles from nowhere cast out to a vast flat Sargasso Sea
I breathe in this dead air where truancy comes guaranteed
Sneak back to a safe distance
The delusion of indifference
I fight a futile resistance
Escaping this existence
Can’t get a witness
Can’t bear a witness
Can’t get a witness
Can’t bear a witness
Lost a dark deep December fighting off my moment of surrender
Coulda been a contender not a bum left alone to remember
Sneak back to a safe distance
The delusion of indifference
I fight a futile resistance
Escaping this existence
Can’t get a witness
Can’t bear a witness
A witness
Can’t bear a witness
Words & Music: Whitney Wood Grumhaus
When the Sunset Strip shuts down Hollywood’s a lonely town
I’m working late with the crew while you’re out shoppin’ ‘round
Playin’ games with other movie stars in fancy low-lit private bars
Oh Helen, I was once your only friend
Ya won’t even speak to me, I’m an extra in your scene
One more pretty little boy on your string of in-betweens
You’ve become the next belle at the ball, I’m trapped behind this wonderwall
Oh Helen, let me taste your kiss again
Your face launched a thousand ships, started a ten year war
I’m fighting it until the bitter end for sure
Gonna steal you back away with me, end my odyssey at sea
Oh Helen, I’m the one who sets you free
My aching heart keeps me awake, I’m praying for your dam to break
How long must I wait while you make more mistakes?
Come crawl in through my window and fall across my bed
Oh Helen, why can’t we just pretend?
Come crawl in through my window and fall across my bed
Oh Helen, where does your fable end?
Words & Music: Whitney Wood Grumhaus
Release me, can’t fly on a tethered wing
Release me, I’m a puppet on her string
Release me, Release me
Out on the down low I sniff around the town
A dirty dog huntin’ girls too lost to be found
We meet at Amen St. shoot lots of whiskey
We shut down that bar, walk out on our knees
She dusts me off, licks my lips, whispers in my ear
Asks me, “how the hell we gonna get out of here?”
Tells me I can come see her bag of magic tricks
She’s a shooting star that gravity won’t fix
Release me, can’t fly on a tethered wing
Release me, I’m a puppet on her string
Release me, Release me
How many times did I tip-toe the bedroom floor?
Leave each girl behind, slither out the door
She breaks up that dream, she makes her getaway
I awake to face the dawn of a dark new day
I wander mountain to hill wicked winds come this way
Roam alone, my flock all lost a shepherd gone astray
Bells ring out a melody that hymn I heard her sing
Reaching out my phantom limb, it don’t feel a thing
Release me, can’t fly on a tethered wing
Release me, I’m a puppet on her string
Release me, Release me
Why’d I bite the good Lord’s hand as He was feeding me?
She led me up the garden path, I’ll never walk free
She carved her way through stone, left a trail of teeth ‘n bone
Safe up high in the eye of her own cyclone
Release me, can’t fly on a tethered wing
Release me, I’m a puppet on her string
Release me, can’t fly on a tethered wing
Release me, I’m a puppet on her string
How could she deceive me? Why would she leave me?
Release me please
Words & Music: Whitney Wood Grumhaus
And I spend my days wondering where or when will she find me again?
And I live in a haze of shots, of crimes, of furious fast times
Can’t explain it, felt it necessary
To sow my field row with IEDs
Replay my movie, dreams haunt my mind
Breadcrumbs left on a trail she’ll never find
How will she come to this rescue?
A smoke signal is all I can do
Sent from a hole where no one should ever go
Three black puffs float up
And the winds begin blowin’ the other way
And I stare in wonder. I cannot erase that face, my lover
And I buckle under as I discover I’m cut too deep to recover
The best defense is offense they say
But my day game’s been tucked away
See no cure for such emptiness
I need a license for this loneliness
How will she come to this rescue?
A smoke signal is all I can do
Sent from a hole where no one should ever go
Three black puffs float up
And the winds begin blowin’ the other way
How will she come to this rescue?
A smoke signal is all I can do
Sent from a hole where no one should ever go
Three black puffs float up
And the winds begin blowin’ the other way
Words & Music: Whitney Wood Grumhaus
I’m a rare sailor, ain’t never sprung a leak
Can’t afford to live ashore it’s safer out at sea
We’ll steal back our boat, boy
Spray paint over her name
Gonna slip free tonight, get back in the game
I fled south from Okemah
I stowed away to Tierra del Fuego
Where the land ends in Argentina;
Had no place left to go
Such easy smuggling, already grabbed the goods
And bought off those yellow rebel Robin Hoods
High time we headline, boy
Make our name above the fold
We’ll catch the rainbow, bag the gold
I fled south from Okemah
I stowed away to Tierra del Fuego
Where the land ends in Argentina;
Had no place left to go
Lost far off coast, swamped by an old rogue wave
Dead engines have left us driftin’ these twelve dry days
Pray a trade wind’ll come in
The iron sun won’t subside
Drink a pail of salt water, it tastes like cyanide
I fled south from Okemah
I stowed away to Tierra del Fuego
Where the land ends in Argentina;
Had no place left to go
I fled south from Okemah
Stowed away to Tierra del Fuego
Where the land ends in Argentina;
Had no place left to go
There was nowhere else to go
Words & Music: Whitney Wood Grumhaus
Took it home to where I began
Folks there dig it out bare hand
I returned to spread the good word
They shook me off, said they’d already served
Stuck in scenes, these childhood dreams, gonna figure out what it means
Then I went to see those three wise men
Their Magic-8-Ball told me, “try again”
All alone, read my words on the wall
Couldn’t decipher them the text grew small
Lost in touch, and it hurts too much, gonna give up on the crutch
After today, I will be on my way
Yes, I will headline the parade
Right after today
Shoulda known when it glitters it ain’t gold
Especially after all the times I been told
Chased little pretty out to the left coast
Held the bag there for her hungry ghost
Mr. Policeman, I’m down on my knees and gonna find me some peace man
After today, I will be on my way
Yes, I will headline the parade
Right after today
I understand now hell is getting old
Buying back again what you already sold
Even with all these holes in my floor
That wolf still wants to blow down the door
Vacant space fills my trophy case, gonna get out of this place
After today, I will be on my way
Yes, I will headline the parade
Right after today
Right after today
After today, after today
Right after today
Words & Music: Whitney Wood Grumhaus
Winter soldier you soldier on head down still marching along
Left you with the rest there to impress, the best ones don’t second guess
Boxed between pencil lines drawn
Your fair weather fans are long gone
Mired in a muddy mess they made
And all the cards have been played
Faceless fake sages telling you what to do
They control the covert language that governs you
Rocking horse people beat the drums for war
Winter soldier, who you still fighting for?
Their false flags don’t cry freedom anymore
You fall for every word they say: “Fortune favors the brave”
Believing you’re too big to fail, white knights in a sorcerer’s tale
You tumble down from way up high
Can’t survive when you run the well dry
No one comes from that hole alive
You’re gone for good this time
Blinded by hatred, spreadin’ red prophecy
On your knees repeatin’ hostile hypocrisy
Rocking horse people beat the drums for war
Winter soldier, who you still fighting for?
Their false flags don’t cry freedom anymore
When you finally ship back home, you’ll roam those deserts alone
As voices drown inside your head, cold screams of the unclaimed dead
You’ll chase the moon around each turn
Won’t recall which barns to burn
Walkin’ under water, travelin’ slow
In search of an all-time low
Torn out blank pages borrowed from your tomorrow
Oh black crows will carry away your sad sorrow
Rocking horse people beat the drums for war
Winter soldier, who you still fighting for?
Their false flags don’t cry freedom no more
Their false flags don’t cry freedom anymore
Words & Music: Whitney Wood Grumhaus & Carl E. Mabry
Afternoon sunlight hits upon my face
I awaken and I’m still stuck in place
Here I lay so late for the race
Lost my way defending this space
You ran away from me said I’d have to change
But all I did was rearrange
When you walk through that door
You’ll find me out on the floor
When you walk through that door
I won’t care no more
I’ll drink up all my good ole Tennessee
I’ll pull the cork from a fresh fifth of Hennessy
These true friends like to ride me around
Past the broken street lights that guard the edge of town
I don’t walk my talk, can’t get there from here
Got the siren’s song playing loud and clear
When you walk through that door
You’ll find me out on the floor
When you walk through that door
I won’t care no more
Peer in the mirror hate the face I see
It’s my old man, he’s laughing back at me
Show me the rabbit hole and I go there
Another stroll down the road to nowhere
When you walk through that door
You’ll find me out on the floor
When you walk through that door
I won’t care no more
When you walk through that door
I won’t care no more
Words & Music: Whitney Wood Grumhaus
Your daddy’s a mighty minister, runs a fancy flock of sheep
Preaches everyone’s so sinister. Congregations wash both his feet
Raised on the right side of history. A verse to claim every mystery
Collective memory, what will be will be. Born again to the family
Take me with you when you go
Take me with you when you go
Take me with you when you go
Take me with you when you go
Sink inside the belly of a beast. What ye seek ye shall find
Singing merrily down that stream. Out of water, just have more wine
His candy cane tastes perfectly sweet. You fall together real nice ‘n neat
Lather up, then rinse repeat. The trick is waiting on His treat
Take me with you when you go
Take me with you when you go
Take me with you when you go
Take me with you when you go
We’re on a blue rock spinnin’ in space that can’t keep pace with the human race
The only answer I know to be true: Darlin’ what I believe in is you
The bedrock shifts deep below. Fishbones come unstuck in your throat
You toss to the side that damn halo, then jump quick from the last lifeboat
Your own homeland security now cites you as an enemy
Fightin’ for each precious grain of sand. You bite the invisible hand
Take me with you when you go
Take me with you when you go
Take me with you when you go
Take me with you when you go
Been Here Before
Words and Music by Whitney Wood Grumhaus
Looked out my back door, saw the sun shining bright
Answering a question I didn’t know
Looked again it was gone, it had fallen to the night
Suddenly I didn’t feel at home
It has to slow down, keeps spinning ‘round so fast
Tell me, how long does it last?
Can count on just one thing when you jump from the tracks
There will be no turning back
Next morning I broke loose, packed my bag, headed West
Still shaking from the night’s wine
Crossed that burning bridge, been nine months I guess
Washing out this cluttered mind
It has to slow down, keeps spinning ‘round so fast
Tell me, how long does it last?
Can count on just one thing when you jump from the tracks
There will be no turning back
Tired of running from the hard time I’ve earned
Haven’t reached the clearing just yet
Paying the price for all the lessons I’ve learned
I’m hiding out from my own regrets
It has to slow down, keeps spinning ‘round so fast
Tell me, how long does it last?
Can count on just one thing when you jump from the tracks
There will be no turning back
Hot on my trail, it just keeps chasing me
I’m weighed down, dragging ball and chain
Now that I’m blinded, it’s so easy to see
I don’t escape the oncoming train
It has to slow down, keeps spinning ‘round so fast
Tell me, how long does it last?
Can count on just one thing when you jump from the tracks
There will be no turning back
No there’s no turning back
Words and Music by Whitney Wood Grumhaus
Pull the shade on the window
It’s suddenly so dark in this cold square room
Like the sun’s been ripped from the sky
These shakes too much to take
Lie awake just a scared poor boy
Eyeing that monster lurks in the night shadows
I said “so long, sweet angel”
But I need you here ‘round me now
Better get back to back to me soon before I
Cook my silver spoon
Holdin’ on while I hold out
I’m back drivin’ down that black country road
Except for your ghost, I’m out here solo
Turn over those words you said
Burned the white carpet I stained red
Don’t matter how hard I scrub, won’t go away
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Feel the thunder rattle these thin walls
Acid rain burns holes in the roof
Stormwater rushes ‘neath the door
Lay me down, I dream once more
Catch you laughing, drowns out the sound
You’re all that’s left to float on in this flood
Said “so long, sweet angel, so long, sweet angel”
Said “so long, sweet angel, my sweetheart angel”
Words and Music by Whitney Wood Grumhaus
Came a time to step outside, there was no where to hide
Mother hadn’t told of this
From the haze it became quite clear, and I began to fear
I’d left a world I would miss
Struggled to find my way, as the light from the fading day
Crashed down on me like a wave
When I awoke they gave me a gun
And beneath the blinding sun
We learned to dig the graves
The black veil on my face helps to remind me
To hide from what I know I’ll find
Wish I could run where that white light don’t shine on me
Wish I’d remained the child
They taught us to sing their songs
And those who sang them wrong
We shot ‘em from behind
That’s all in my past, I learned their tricks too fast
Now it’s they who toe the line
I keep ‘em on the run, their game’s so much fun
When you know the name
I make up all the rules, I’ll change ‘em if I lose
No one knows who to blame
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You, so naïve to think, it’s true written in ink
Can’t you see I hold the pen?
It’s all mirrors and smoke, while I laugh beneath my cloak
Knowing how the joke will end
I’ll steer you down the path
And steal behind your back
The penny from your wishing well
The Child’s all grown up
I search the blind man’s cup
For something I can sell
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Words and Music by Whitney Wood Grumhaus
I’ve been haulin’ this dirty, cheap mattress
With no where to lay it down
Pass the old man still playing checkers
He said, “yes I hear that’s going ‘round”
Well if you can sir, won’t you tell me why I feel so strange
Do you believe me when
I say to you, it’s like it shines down rain?
Start to get the crazy feeling that no one knows
Where this train stops, let alone, where this track
Where does this track go?
Hypnotized by TV, causes our mesmerized morality
We’re imprisoned in the land of the free
Someone locked the door and lost the key
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Middle class housewives they join the book clubs
To try and get back in touch
They phone the 1-800 crisis hotlines
But the answers don’t help that much
While little George is building American heroes in the sand
Dirty Harry pokes through the trash dump
He gets a nickel for each can
Those Cheshire cats up on the Hill steal our tongues
That’s why they grin
But their sandcastles are gonna melt away
When our tide finally comes in
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I was lost in this fast-paced rat race
City shadows crept and shaded my soul
When my serenade hit like a grenade
There was nothing left to fill that hole
But then I found her walking the city street
She’s a black lace saint
“We hold our faith in chains,” she said, “what have we gained?”
She kissed my tears, took my hand
We walked out across the water
And when she tumbled off the altar
I fell on my knees
On my knees I caught her
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Words and Music by Whitney Wood Grumhaus
I woke up, it was the middle of the night
I stepped outside to find the bright sunlight
Brought to mind a song, but the words were spent
Along the line, who knows where it went?
You know I know, I’ve been here before
Been walking ‘round this circle so long my feet are sore
I’m age thirty-three now, what’s it mean?
Ain’t always a merry trip when life’s a dream
When I miss my step, start to stumble off the trail
Spread these wax wings, bail out, set sail
I fly sky high, try to burn my blues black
Melt in the sunshine, then gravity sucks me back
You know that story about the traveled path?
I took the other one, didn’t make it back
People reached out to me, I turned my other cheek
What a crazy world found down here among the meek.
Can’t stop the ringing inside my head
Echoes of the words an old friend said
God I long, I long to go back there
Wish I’d picked the truth and not the dare
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I’m a burnout, this ship’s run aground
I wasted too much time chasing that dragon down
The Devil said he’d come get me soon
As soon as he could find a room for me
For me, for me, yeah, for me, yeah, for me
Words and Music by Whitney Wood Grumhaus
The cheer of parades in my ears
Yellow ribbons in my eyes
With this gun in my hands, I’ll put an end to all the lies
For everything they done to us
I swear I’ll put ‘em in the ground
Finally have a reason to do it
Finally my chance to lay ‘em down
Father died in Vietnam
Not knowing he had a son
His image burns alive in me as we fight for number one
The wind will blow away this bloodstained sand
But forever red’s the hand of man
I will never understand how blood can change man
And not these grains of sand
Fighter jets roar overhead cutting scars in the sky
They deliver their smart death and extinguish the silent cry
As we move in towards the rubble
The heat too hard to breathe
Pray this is a desert mirage
These twisted bodies staring at me
Father, thought you’d be so proud
I was laying it on the front line
There I found a bleeding Purple Heart ain’t worth the dime
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The desert will swallow the shadows of that distant sound
But my feet still feel the tremors
And my four walls have crumbled down
The sand that choked the back of my throat
As I stood and watched them die
Blurs the flags waving stars and stripes
Beneath the blackening sky
Father, please tell me was it all worth the world we have won
Fighting in the name of God
Will he forgive us for what we’ve done?
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Words and Music by Whitney Wood Grumhaus
Hey lady, you’re so far away
Won’t you hit me up sometime along the way?
You jet-set by to the other side of the world
While I’m landlocked here with my field furrowed
I’m dirty, bloodied, and hurried
Blurry signs from above got me kind of worried
My mistake is when I found you that day
Like this soil down here, my feet were made of clay
And I know she won’t ever hear my song
Never know how she got me all wrong
Ain’t whether I stand out here in this shit weather
Just how long
Hey lady won’t you come out to play?
Your star’s so bright in the light of Broadway
Got your swimsuit calendars, got your TV shows
And the boys all know each place that you go
But baby when you laid me under the Giving Tree
Then you laughed and said you’d just played me
I woke to the sting of an ice-cold rain
And the dust as you rode out on your gravy train
And I know she won’t ever hear my song
Never know how she got me all wrong
Ain’t whether I stand out here in this shit weather
Just how long
One shot of whiskey, my train’s off the track
It’ll take a thousand more before I make it back
Wait in vain, the Reaper’s my witness
Fear the creeper, it hunt me slow as Christmas
And I know she won’t ever hear my song
Never know how she got me all wrong
Ain’t whether I stand out here in this shit weather
Just how long
And I know she won’t ever hear my song
Never know how she got me all wrong
Ain’t whether I stand out here in this shit weather
Just how long
Words and Music by Whitney Wood Grumhaus
Darlin’ it felt just right, in your arms last night
You had that look in your eye
You kissed me goodnight and said, it was time for bed
My lips didn’t say goodbye
Do you really want to play the role again?
Do you really want to take my load my friend?
Today I woke up blind, everything was hard to find
My china world had begun to roll
Even when I chased it down, it kept spinning ‘round
Lord knows when I’ll pay the toll
When you hold me, we fall to the floor
We’re still playing that same game from before
The light isn’t red or green and the yellow in-between
Never tells a soul what to do
I’ll make this mistake, won’t even touch the brakes
Hit the gas and pump it through
Now I question what I once thought I knew
Can’t seem to keep myself from tripping over you
Stuck in the mud with this spinning wheel
One for the road, that was our deal
Our better days such a long time gone
I just can’t seem to carry on
I’ve been here before, ‘bout to knock on your back door
Which face of mine will you see?
Happy ever after? No. Both know where this train goes
When the ride’s over, the jokes on me
Please just tell me where, I’m desperate to buy
I’ll pay any price for an alibi, for just one more
Sugar sweet alibi
Words and Music by Whitney Wood Grumhaus
Is there a patch of blue sky in those dark clouds ahead?
Had no idea that’s where this road led
You came into my life, so suddenly
Were you really looking for me?
And I know that I’ve nothing to fear
‘Cause its becoming quite clear
What I’ll do
Where I’ll go for you
Those words you whisper, and your smile so bright
Have got me feeling just right
So slide over angel, we’ll count each star alight
They burn white hot just like my heart tonight
And I know that I should not be afraid
Can you see what I mean?
I’ve never felt this way
Before you brought me through
I’d sold my dreams to a head full of schemes
But now how silly all that seems
The secret was revealed once I came to realize
How this world slips away each time I look into your eyes
I can see all I need coming my way
When you pull me close and you say,
“I love you”
“I love you”
Words and Music by Whitney Wood Grumhaus
My cradle sits in a dark attic now
I’d be in it still, but you showed me how
To beat the demons that controlled my night
From the darkness of that tunnel, you were a light
Under my carpet, that’s where I’d bury my things
But you dragged them out, told me to spread my wings
They’re covered in salt girl, I’ll never fly
So you left me there a while to try and figure out why
When I became afraid of what life held in store
You’d step in my room and bolt the door
I’d be laughing once the flood ran dry
Then you’d lift the shade and show me the blue sky
The ocean spread out, a deep blue mystery
You sailed in on a boat, said it was hard finding me
Said it was time now I got away from home
So I climbed aboard and you pushed me off alone
The heavy load’s no longer mine to tote
‘Cause I left it onboard when I slipped and fell off the boat
I struggled in the cold water, thought it might kill me
Then I swam a few strokes and found I was free
I was once afraid of what life held in store
Now I stand on the other side of that door
I don’t waste time trying to figure out the pain
These days I can smile at the rain
I can smile at the rain
Words and Music by Whitney Wood Grumhaus
You wake up one day
And all you ever had’s been taken away
The memories will leave you haunted
And all I ever wanted
Was to say goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye my friend
Now rest your weary head
Never know what lies ahead
You should know how I loved you so
I’d feel a bit better if I’d said goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye my friend
I guess it’s better when you don’t know where you’re going
Never know which way the wind will be blowing
So you better take good care of the ones who love you
You never know when you’ll need ‘em to pull you through
I’m feeling cheated, this wasn’t what I needed
Growing up’s going to be even harder alone
You’ve taken him from me, why I just can’t see
And say I’ve got to do the rest on my own
Oh no. Oh my God please no, no, no, no
Got so many questions filling this head of mine
Seems like we had such a short time
I can’t understand, believe me how I’ve tried
Are rainbows just as pretty on the other side?
So goodbye,
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye my friend
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye my friend