The Trainwreck That's My Life

An uptempo country rock lament. My brother thinks this sounds like CCR, even though I was probably trying to channel Rockpile. But heck, I'm a big fan of both bands, so who knows?? Somewhat unusual song form that ends on a bridge. I like to call these "bridges to nowhere". smile

Thanks in advance for any listens and comments.

R.W.Davis: Lyrics
Me: Music, arrangement, mix, master, vocals, harmonies, BGVs
AI: Unemployed

Style is _SUNRAY3.STY (Sunray Modern Ctry Boogie Midday)
RealTracks in style: 4028:Bass, Electric, ModernCountry8ths Ev 120
RealTracks in style: 2541:Pedal Steel, Background ModernPopCountry Ev 110
RealTracks in style: 4054:Guitar, Electric, Rhythm ModernCountryStraightPowerRiff Ev 120
RealTracks in style: 844:Guitar, Electric, Rhythm CountryRockPopping Ev 120
RealTracks in style: 3361:Guitar, Electric, Rhythm BritClassicRock70sHeld Ev 110
RealTracks in style: 4053:Guitar, Electric, Rhythm ModernCountryStraightTremoloHeld Ev 120
RealDrums in style:BluesRockEv^5-a:Snare, Open HiHat , b:4 Beat Snare, HiHat

In the general vicinity of the trainwreck
That’s my life in general
The toxic masculinity halo effect
Put me in a pigeonhole

I tried to carve out a nice slice of life for us
But it didn’t work out so well
But then I rolled the dice, paid the price, lost her trust
And got stuck down in a well

I was calling for her with no answer
Into the void of our old lives
I heard the echo of my own voice
Going in and out like the tides
How were we ever going to survive?

In the climate change circumstance we were living in
Nothing seemed to make much sense
But it got really strange when we danced on the tin
But we haven’t done it since

I wrapped up in scarves in the middle of July
The snow trapping us inside
We couldn’t see the stars buried up in the sky
And we had no place to hide

I was calling for her with no answer
Into the void of our old lives
I heard the echo of my own voice
Going in and out like the tides
How were we ever going to survive?

In the back and forth somewhat brief conversation
That kept us so occupied
Looking south and north, a whole new celebration
As the fireworks collide

I was blind-sided by the things that she decided
Without even consulting me
It coincided with the things that I provided
As she was insulting me

I was calling for her with no answer
Into the void of our old lives
I heard the echo of my own voice
Going in and out like the tides
How were we ever going to survive?

What does that mean?
Echoing voices
Haunting me every night
Reaching out in the darkness
Echoing voices
What does that mean?

DC Ron
BiaB Audiophile
Presonus Studio One
ASUS I9-12900K DAW, 32 GB RAM
Presonus Faderport 16
Too many guitars (is that a thing?)