From the recording What Fools Endure
A country-folk ballad about loss, of someone or something that's everything.
Trevor Tchir – lead vocals, acoustic guitar / Stephen Tchir – backup vocals / Pierre Chrétien – Rhodes electric piano / Michael John DiSanto – bass / Ken Coulter – drums / Sheldon Jaaskelainen – violin / John Steele – pedal steel guitar / Jeff Stuart – vocals
Lyrics
Hope
I wait ‘til the late show is over
The last lonesome joke has been told
I wait ‘til the band’s played the night out
And its last, brightest star has been sold
I wait ‘til there’s nobody moving
It’s still on the street outside my door
The neighbours stop their fighting and loving
There’s nothing to do anymore
Hope, where’d you go?
Oh, my Hope, where’d you go?
That’s a cold stone to throw
Oh, my Hope, where’d you go?
I wait ‘til the nightcap has me mellow
And that eavesdropping moon has past my window
The books on the floor are tired
I turn off the light
My head hits the pillow
Hope, where’d you go?
Oh, my Hope, where’d you go?
That’s a cold stone to throw
Oh, my Hope, where’d you go?
It’s like this every time the spring runs dry
It’s like this every time
It’s like this every time the spring runs dry
It’s like this every time
[At first, I tried to keep a level mind
At first, I tried an open heart, but it hurt each time
At first, I tried to keep a level mind
At first, I tried an open heart, but it hurt each time]
I let my defence down a while
My mind wanders back right on cue
There in the darkness I shiver
The day ends - a memory of you
Hope, where’d you go?
Oh, my Hope, where’d you go?
That’s a cold stone to throw
Oh, my Hope, where’d you go?