"There is a bar in Vancouver, called the Cobalt. It was a dirty, old punk rock bar that I played a ton of shows in and had a lot of fun doing so. It was a singularity. A place like no other. Vancouver tends to swallow things like that up in the name of progress and development, so true to form, it was closed, and the people who ran it were forced to set up shop somewhere nowhere near as cool. Then the new owners opened it up as a boring version of the same bar, except without any of the dirt I loved so much, and had the nerve to call it the same name, tarnishing my memory forever. This is a common story in many cities with many venues, so this song is a lament to lost venues and the evenings we will never get back."
-JL
lyrics
I won't be offended if you don't make it out tonight, I know how it goes. It's pouring outside, and it still feels so cold. I can't believe it's gone, can't believe it's over. How many times were you there for us? I won't turn my back on you and it ain't ever gonna be the same.
This town will swallow you whole, please take me home. These nights don't seem as long as they used to be, but maybe they weren't good at all and we didn't care; we still had time to lose.
I don't know which is worse, suffering the truth or taking in the bullshit. So I won't believe a word that you say until I hear it from one of my friends. There is a line never to be crossed; you don't steal from the ones that you love. You don't hold them by the hand, look them in the eye and stab them in the back when you do.
This town will swallow you whole, please take me home. These nights don't seem as long as they used to be, but maybe they weren't good at all and we didn't care; we still had time to lose.
So I wait with the curtains drawn for the light of the morning to shine through my window and remind me why I care at all. Because tonight I do not know.
This town will swallow you whole, please take me home. These nights don't seem as long as they used to be, but maybe they weren't good at all and we didn't care; we still had time to lose. I feel like I still have things to do.
credits
from Long Winter,
released March 1, 2015
Jesse LeBourdais - Guitar, Vocals, Piano
Elliot Langford - Bass
Dave Leslie - Mandolin
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