Taking a bath in your water, it don’t clean me, I don’t care, it’s just fine, and warm in there, warm in there
Taking the piss out of someone, so familiar, and always here, just to crack a little smile, a little mirror
You arrive, fully clothed, with so much skin to give, I’m, chewed down to the bone and not alone
So give it time, enough to wear, and you might find me there with, nothing more than nothing left to share
So many ways left to hurt you, and little room, for tending to, a splintered heart, a willing tongue, a weathered womb
Pawning off discarded heirlooms, for fucking peanuts, so you can spend, it on bad drinks, a broken sink, and a dead end
No more words, left to pave, the road you’re traveling, there’s simply too much dirt that’s in the way
I’ll take a walk outside and try to remember the sun
Why look to stars for meaning, they’re still receding
I’ve given all I can give it’s a given, I’ve lived all that I could live for the livin’ I’m just not in this in it
Taking a bath in your water, it don’t clean me, but I don’t care, it’s just fine, and warm in there, warm in there
Luis Betancourt is a songwriter living in North Hero, VT. His songs incorporate a variety of guitars (acoustic/electric,
baritone, bass), electronics/programming, and vocals to create a homegrown, intimate and sometimes experimental vibe. Elements of folk, pop, psych, & rock can be heard throughout. Besides his solo project, he also regularly performs and records with AVO and the Whiskey Spitters....more
Released in 2001, “The Convincer” is a gentle gem in the Nick Lowe catalog; an anniversary edition provides opportunity for rediscovery. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 20, 2021