Still Wanna Be A Part Of You / That's Just Life

by Marc Pinansky

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released June 1, 2015

Written, performed, recorded & mixed by MWP at The Whine Cellar

RUNNER'S HIGH MUSIC, ASCAP 2015

Photo by Andrea Gillis

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Marc Pinansky Boston, Massachusetts

Singer-songwriter, producer from Boston. Professional amateur multi-instrumentalist. Leader of The Family Township, The Bored of Health. Home recordist. Grammatical rascal. Speaks cat. Gets more done in a bathrobe than most do in a suit.

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Track Name: Still Wanna Be A Part Of You
Don't wanna leave you now, but if I do
Still wanna be a part of you
Keep me in memory, your boy in blue
Still wanna be a part of you

I know we wander through the dust
I know we struggle though we must
Temper all our dreams, the hardest thing to do
Forcing fraying thread to pull it through

Don't wanna leave you now, but if I do
Still wanna be a part of you

My own is yours and yours alone
My own mixed with you to build a home
Water and concrete, the grass line to the street
Build it up, don't ever tear it down

I know, I know there will come a time when shoulders slope
Don't go, don't go, don't let these words be the last ones I hear
Track Name: That's Just Life
That's just life
Falling down like rain
Coming through my window
Soaking me with pain

I walk at night, these worn out dreams
They stand beside me, girl, and watch me as I sleep
Now I rarely stir, I barely move
I know if I turn too fast I'll miss the sight of you

And that's just life
Falling down like rain
Coming through my window
Soaking me with pain

These days grow long, they wear me thin
I look like half the man of what I once had been
I let you go, but I keep you close
I built a monument, a tribute to your ghost

I can't move on, no I can't believe
That all this time has passed and you still mean so much to me
I can't move past, no I won't let go
I won't leave the love that I had sworn to own

I love my wife, my sweet Angeline
But my poor baby girl doesn't know the life I lead
I struggle hard to move along
But these old memories just keep on hanging on

That's just life
Falling down like rain
Coming through my window
Soaking me with pain