Freakwater Gone To Stay Catherine Irwin - Vocals, Guitar Janet Beveridge Bean - Vocals, Guitar, Percussion Dave Gay - Bass Bob Egan, Pedal Steel, National Guitar All songs copyright 1995 Freakwater Publishing (BMI) 3/4 A How many heartaches D A Do you think you can stand? I used to count more on one finger E Than just one hand A Way back in the distance D A Before the sad times began Now I'm down by the ocean E A Counting grains of sand A D There's nothing so pure A As the kindness of an atheist E A simple act of unselfishness A That never has to be repaid D And there's nothing so sure A As a razor blade above your wrist E When you think you just can't stand it You're gonna leave empty handed A Do you still dream of being saved? Friends and relations They all stand around As the casket is lowered Down into the ground Shovel dirt and gravel All his mother hears is the sound Of a little baby crying Somewhere in the ground There's nothing so pure As the kindness of an atheist A simple act of unselfishness That never has to be repaid And there's nothing so sure As a razor blade above your wrist When you think you just can't stand it You're gonna leave empty handed Do you still dream of being saved? Jesus wouldn't save you And you cried I knew I couldn't save you So I lied The doctors couldn't save you But I do believe they tried After dying together We die alone side by side From "Old Paint"