Defect in Retrospect (Live)
By Jack Cookson (2015)
On album Revolt & Resolve (2015)
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I'm overwhelmed by the pelt of my past
It's a ship in a storm aboard which I cling to the mast
I'm cursed to roam these decks and I think 'what if'
'Cause the heights of your crow's nest scared me stiff
(Scared me stiff)
Nostalgic flame burned bright behind my eyes
On nights like these under crescent moon-lit skies
It's easy to forget flame's not without a burn
Half my memories reduced to ash in a sealed urn
Do you remember the days when I could remember every word you said?
Yeah, me neither, yeah, me neither
Yeah, me neither, my friend, my friend
I guess the difference between then and now is my new found ability to turn-around, though I can't quite suss in my crumbling brain why so many of these turns are made in vain
And I am crippled by the fear that I'm wasting my youth
And my thoughts just bleed when I try to find some truth
I can't stop staring at this half-empty cup
I want to make something of this before my time is up
Well, do you remember the days when I could remember every word you said?
Yeah, me neither, yeah, me neither
Yeah, me neither, my friend, my friend
Now I know I could never learn more from a record than in school. I'm sorry Springsteen but I'm not that much of a naive fool
But in a song, I did learn of the sickness of sentiment
And all of the weakness that comes in feeling content
With what's past I can't disconnect
There's so much defect in retrospect
With what's past I can't disconnect
There's so much defect in retrospect
With what's past I can't disconnect
There's so much defect in retrospect
With what's past I can't disconnect
There's so much defect in retrospect
There's so much defect in retrospect
It's a ship in a storm aboard which I cling to the mast
I'm cursed to roam these decks and I think 'what if'
'Cause the heights of your crow's nest scared me stiff
(Scared me stiff)
Nostalgic flame burned bright behind my eyes
On nights like these under crescent moon-lit skies
It's easy to forget flame's not without a burn
Half my memories reduced to ash in a sealed urn
Do you remember the days when I could remember every word you said?
Yeah, me neither, yeah, me neither
Yeah, me neither, my friend, my friend
I guess the difference between then and now is my new found ability to turn-around, though I can't quite suss in my crumbling brain why so many of these turns are made in vain
And I am crippled by the fear that I'm wasting my youth
And my thoughts just bleed when I try to find some truth
I can't stop staring at this half-empty cup
I want to make something of this before my time is up
Well, do you remember the days when I could remember every word you said?
Yeah, me neither, yeah, me neither
Yeah, me neither, my friend, my friend
Now I know I could never learn more from a record than in school. I'm sorry Springsteen but I'm not that much of a naive fool
But in a song, I did learn of the sickness of sentiment
And all of the weakness that comes in feeling content
With what's past I can't disconnect
There's so much defect in retrospect
With what's past I can't disconnect
There's so much defect in retrospect
With what's past I can't disconnect
There's so much defect in retrospect
With what's past I can't disconnect
There's so much defect in retrospect
There's so much defect in retrospect
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