Those of you who are regular readers and know me personally will connect the dots.

For the rest, I will do my best to talk about this song without going into the uncomfortable area of others’ privacy.

The song I have selected to feature is fairly recent: The Final Winter. It is not a post-nuclear apocalyptic tale but rather the story of a man who for a long time has escaped to sunnier places, and finally comes to the conflicted and reluctant realization that life has caught up with him.

It is stylistically different and a respectful attempt to indulge myself in being blatantly influenced as best I can by the flavour and feel of Crowded House, a band whose music I love. Since I will be doing some less electric shows in the near future, there is a good chance you may hear it performed live.

The Final Winter ©2017 R. Pelletier/Félix and the Cats

The Final Winter
Verse 1:
Alone again in this sunny place
I can’t seem to face
Truths that keep me here
This will be the final act
There’s no turning back
This is the final winter

Verse 2:
I can ignore the evidence
I live with dissonance
In this mental prison
It’s easy to forget the facts
And many thankless acts
That have kept me living

Pre-chorus:
Don’t drag me from this warm cocoon
The snow is coming for me much too soon
Don’t want to be a cause for trouble
So why do you try to burst my bubble?

Chorus:
This is the last winter
In my paradise,
This is the last winter
In my paradise,
This is the last winter
In my paradise.

Verse 3:
Keep me fed, and keep me warm
I can do no harm
It’s not complicated
Pick me me up if I’ve fallen down
I’ll still wear my crown
Though I’ve abdicated

Pre-chorus:

Chorus:

Bridge:
Why should I fight?
You’ve demonstrated
You can see through
This thin disguise.
It seems so right
The way you say it
But try to see
Through my eyes.

Verse 1 reprise:

Pre-chorus:

Final chorus:

 

Until next week, be well!