This one is clearly not a country song. I wrote it on a bus ride to Toronto one morning last week. It was nice to have my old writing method resurface after so long in hibernation (with a few exceptions, more or less since I started trying to write country). The old method was that songs would just come to me, and I'd recognize in them the thoughts, emotions, pressures, fears, etc. from my life that'd been bubbling under the surface for the recent past. It's clearly not straightforward enough to be country. I'm fine with that.
I was delirious
The drugs just didn’t agree
There was no telling
What I did and didn’t really see
I was terrified
And I looked anything but strong
On a horse by my bedside
You rode the whole way along
CHORUS
More a blessing than a curse
You’ve seen me at my best and worst
Much more a blessing than a curse
You’ve seen me at my worst
I dropped the ball
Nothing’ll ever be that tough
Nearly lost the family jewels
These clichés don’t hurt quite as much
REPEAT CHORUS
BRIDGE
I will try until my dying day
Yet know some debts can’t be repaid
And that’s okay
REPEAT CHORUS
