The Story Goes . . .

by Ronnie Carrier

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released August 28, 2015

Written by Ronnie Carrier in San Francisco
Recorded at Coyote Hearing Studio in Oakland, CA by Kevin Friedrichsen
Artwork by Varvara "VII" Ilchenko
Photography by Jeremy Gardels

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Track Name: Darling Departed
Am I just an echo
Do I know I must go
Am I a presence at all?

When my ghost calls
Will you answer
Or let me echo through the halls?

oh oh . . .

Do you want to
Fill those spaces
Will you come close
Or will you stay in the clear?

My Darling Departed
I fell for a ghost
Who tends to disappear

Oh oh - if I am just a ghost
Do not come when I call

And when one door
Up and closes
Another opens
Or was that just the wind?

And hiding
Under the covers
Two distant lovers
They are making pretend.

Darling departed, I fell for a ghost.
Track Name: King of Scum
Give me that eternal sunshine
Give me that spotless mind
Give me anything to forget your name
Like I know you've forgotten mine

Baby, I was your puppet
String around my neck
Dressed me up
For the King of Scum
And I danced for him in his bed

Baby I could take you down
Drag you out in the rain
Throw you to the ground
Kick you around
But you still wouldn't feel my pain

I choked on the smoke
I was burned by the fire
Coulda kept my distance
Shoulda resisted (Oh yeah)
And I woulda been wiser

I understand what's going on
I understand what you've done
Oh no, but it doesn't make it easier

Now I will sit and drink your whiskey
Each shot is sure to do me well
Darlin' I don't care if you miss me
Or at least that's what I tell myself

I understand what's going on
I understand what you've done
Oh no but it doesn't make it easier
Track Name: Still
With the curtains slightly drawn
Sit back and watch the world go on
Fold your hands behind your head and yawn

Inside, you're takin' notes
With something to hide but nothing to show
Vicarious like a window

That's fine but I can't sit still
I always wish that I had a little more will

Hard to breathe in this old town
Yellow fog risin' up from the ground
So maybe I'll pass by this time around

There's a whole bigger world outside
Now I see it through indifferent eyes
And I coulda missed this all if I had lied

That's okay, it's not your fault
Leave it up to me and I will stall
That's fine but I can't sit still
It's okay if you've had your fill
Of me

Yellow fog rising up from the ground

So will you stay inside
and watch someone else's life go by?
What will you find when you open up your eyes?

That's okay, it's not your fault
Leave it up to me and I will stall
That's fine but I can't sit still
I always wish that I had a little more will
That's fine but I can't sit still
It's okay if you've had your fill
Of me