Something in this Simon and Garfunkel-esque rollicking, the steady tambourine and probably the fact Fisher is Canadian makes me love this song. As far as singer-songwriters go, he is on the internal narrative side, but the way he sets the story is what sets off his lyrics more than any great revelation. Great with a hook, "doo-doo-doos" or "yeah-yeah-yeah," group vocals underscored by things like banjos and mandolins.
This song, though, I particularly adore, because I like those upbeat tunes about being defeated, and that's a damn fun chorus.
Something very "life goes on" about that, rather than some sad sack at a piano mourning and hollowing (though that has a place, too).
Maybe it jumped out at me this morning because I've been on the lighthearted side lightly. I've been on quite the adventure the last couple weeks, lots of travel, lots of new people, lots of spontaneity and fun and inspiration. A certain degree of benchmarking. Much to be happy about. Much to enjoy. I even managed to properly stretch out my back, given the time and a hot tub, doing wonders for my overall sense of well-being. And yet, there it is, the nagging lonely, the empty head syndrome of having no one to wrap myself around. So a song like this is a good fit for this morning, when everything is clipping right along in the eyes of the world but I'm no less lost in my head.
"She's my polyrhythm
Carryin' my heart like the beat
So fast I can't keep up
My prayers sing the melody
She runs guns, everyone wants guns,
She runs guns, everyone wants there she goes,
She runs guns, everyone wants guns,
She runs guns, everyone wants there she goes....
Why you wanna save me?
Lord my soul is taken
She cried, I cried so hard
Left her for the L.R.A.
Fly by like a million hornets
These bullets know my name
She runs guns, everyone wants guns,
She runs guns, everyone wants there she goes...
She runs guns, everyone wants guns,
She runs guns, everyone wants there she goes..
I done too much damage,
Got nothing left to feel,
My self is broke and bandaged,
Her love is a scar that never heals.
Why you wanna save me?
Lord my soul is shaken
Why you wanna save me?
Lord my soul is taken
She runs guns everyone wants guns,
She runs guns everyone wants there she goes,
She runs guns everyone wants guns,
She runs guns everyone wants there she goes...."
~Love is a Scar That Never Heals
Jeremy Fisher, Goodbye Blue Monday
