a-sight-to-behold:

City and Colour- Grand Optimist

I fear I’ll die from complications, complications due to things that I’ve left undone

That all my debts will be left unpaid, feel like a cripple without a cane

I’m like a jack of all trades who’s a master of none

Then there’s my father he’s always looking on the bright side

Saying things like “Son life just ain’t that hard”

He is the grand optimist, I am the world’s poor pessimist

You give him burdens sometimes and he will escape unscarred

I guess I take after my mother, I guess I take after my mother

But I used to be quite resilient, gained no strength from counting the beads on a rosary

And now the wound has begun to turn, another lesson that has gone unlearned

But this is not a cry for pity or for sympathy

I guess I take after my mother, I guess I take after my mother

I guess I take after my mother, I guess I take after my mother

grandoptimist:

CAN DECEMBER BE HERE NOW.

Edit: Really bummed he cut As Much As I Ever Could… but extremely pleased he put back in Day Old Hate.

fyeahcityandcolour:

City & Colour - Comin’ Home

alreadyhazy:

SXSW 2011.