Songs

Wrecked

We were young and wild and strong and free
We did everything, always more to see
Since we were kids we always had fun
It's hard to believe those days are done

I don't remember what came before,
But we left that party some time around four
I was sure that I was okay to drive
And I just wanted to be home by five.

-- [Chorus]
I'd gladly trade places, be the one to go
I hear your voice now, a maddened echo
I don't want to have to bid you farewell
And what will I say to your poor Michelle?

-- [Faster, slightly discordant accompaniment]
Wind; rain; a pop; the car, skid right;
Wheel torn from my grip; a sudden light;
Can't move, can't see, did I just die?
Am I alive? Am I alive, I cry, I cry

-- [Slower, 'confused' sound]
Sirens, voices, people, sounds of a saw
Rescuers pulled me out, whispering in awe
I can't talk, I can't think, I can't see
I was just glad they cut me free.

-- [Chorus]
I'd gladly trade places, be the one to go
I hear your voice now, a maddened echo
I don't want to have to bid you farewell
How will my soul ever again be well?

--

You were going to be married, if time would allow
Sooner or later, you would have taken that vow
But now that's over, I took you away
When she looks at me, what can I say?

Try as I might, I'm always just numb
Just me, a bottle and endless glum
I don't remember what led us astray,
Why did I have to take you away?

--

I'd gladly trade places, be the one to go
I hear your voice now, a maddened echo
I don't want to have to bid you farewell
How do I escape this private hell?

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