They said you would never amount to anything
But look at at all the space you take up, getting in everybody’s way.
Friendly with the sidewalk, to whom you tell your woes.
Sit plaintive under tree limbs, conversing with your ghosts.
“Color me with your blankest kind of blue.
Mother moon, conceal me in the most forgetful hue.”
Wonder if it’s better or worse when you’re behind
If you saunter in the stars or lie on bloody knives.
Think of all that’s missing and kiss that life goodbye
Claimed to be sleeping, but really you just lied.
“Color me with your blankest kind of blue.
Mother moon conceal me in the most forgetful hue.”
This live album from Pete Yorn, recorded over two nights in 2009, includes a link to watch and download the performance in its entirety. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 26, 2020
A sprawling, 25-song set from Pete Yorn complete with covers of Springsteen and The Smiths capture him at his unguarded best. Bandcamp New & Notable May 16, 2020