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Love & Loss

by Adam Sterling

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1.
Fly away on a big jet plane I’ll be fine, I won’t go insane Or feel the fear in my bones That I can’t do it all on my own And you could talk to me at night Lay your head down by my side Tangle me up in your strings Add on to my list of things But when I’m calling out your name You’re standing still and out of frame And when I’m asking for your help I’m only talking to myself Complications will ensue A consequence of loving you But measured out and understood Ain’t a way I’d go, darling, if I could So call me a fool, call me names Call me out for all the ways I come up short, that’s just the way Love will go when love goes away And you could talk to me at night Lay your head down by my side Tangle me up in your strings Add on to my list of things But when I’m calling out your name You’re standing still and out of frame And when I’m asking for your help I’m only talking to myself All my memories on the floor Don’t matter much to me anymore Faces blurred by time gone past The ache of love I lost at last The ache of love I lost And you could talk to me at night Lay your head down by my side Tell me all the things you do How all I have, I owe to you But when I’m calling out your name You’re standing still and out of frame And when I’m asking for your help I’m only talking to myself
2.
You grew up straight, you grew up true Now look what’s become of you You’re all broke up, you got no glue to hold On your toes your whole damn life And balanced on the sharpest knife With nothing left to bet before you fold I’d climb eight hundred flights of stairs If you could only meet me there I’d give my life away to get yours back I’d stare into your deepest void And shine with all my colours, boy And watch them bleed away into your black But I’d never do to you all the things you always do to me You ask if I can help you down You float too far off of the ground You always get so high when you run low And it felt so good way back then To think I could make you right again But the curtain’s been long drawn on that whole show I’d climb eight hundred flights of stairs If you could only meet me there I’d give my life away to get yours back I’d stare into your deepest void And shine with all my colours, boy And watch them bleed away into your black But I’d never do to you all the things you always do to me I’d never lie straight to your face Or make you watch me while I break I’d never run you down and out of steam I’d never let your favourite smile Hunt you down across the miles And let it slip its way into your dreams But I’ll answer every time Your memory comes knocking on my mind I’d climb eight hundred flights of stairs If you could only meet me there I’d give my life away to get yours back I’d stare into your deepest void And shine with all my colours, boy And watch them bleed away into your black But I’d never do to you all the things you always do to me No, I’d never do to you all the things you always do to me
3.
Thankful 03:48
I’ve become quite thankful Even as our time runs out For every mile I’ve walked with you And every mile I’ll walk without You’re not scared to leave You’re not certain what you’ll find But I sure as shit am certain You’ll be always on my mind And always on the corner Of the street I’m walking down Always in the smoke Rising from this factory town And I’ll be always holding To the years it stole away Where we didn’t go Every word we didn’t say Who here knows the difference Between a love and loss Between just you and me It’s what you give and what you got High beams on the highway Space in every room Roses on the ground now Cut upon their bloom I’ve become quite thankful For the things that come to pass For the days all falling forward For no flame was lit to last Yes, I’ve become quite thankful You might say that I have learned Not to sacrifice a second When they’re all so quick to turn
4.
Tightrope 05:43
I swear, I'm not trying to run away From all the trouble that I made I just need a little break every now and then I know it isn't fair to leave like this To leave you hanging on a kiss That just won't come, no matter how I try But when I am gone and gone to dirt Will you hold on to every hurt Every stain upon my shirt And when they turn me over to the ground If there's no one to make a sound The roses scattered all around Will you be there to lay me down I've learned a tightrope has no room for two Even with all we've been through There's just no way we're gonna land on our feet this time So go far, go east where the trade winds blew Where the mystics all move through you The push and pull will pull you past it in your own time But when I look back on us that day I see your smile start to fade Something I never thought I'd say So when I am gone and gone to dirt Will you hold on to every hurt Every whisper you ever heard Will you remember what we were

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released April 1, 2016

All songs written by Adam Sterling, © 2016.
Produced by Adam Sterling
Mixed by Michael Browne
Mastered by Mark Donahue
Artwork and design by Jonathan Richard

Adam Sterling:
Vocals, acoustic and electric guitars, banjo, mandolin, piano, keyboard

Andrew Timothy:
Acoustic and electric guitars, mandolin

Blake Bratton:
Hammond organ

Brian Petry:
Drums

Lazarus Michaelides:
Bass guitar

Michael Browne:
Keyboard

Yann Marc:
Cello


Thank you to Michael Browne, who put many hours into improving my songs with his work. To the musicians, for their time and talent. To Jonathan Richard, for once again making it all look pretty. To Mark Donahue, for advice, guidance and unfathomably precise ears. To Craig, Andrew, Chris, Natasha, Darcy, and Angela Sterling, for pitching in. To Mom, for letting me cut school and go to concerts instead. To Kerry Donahue, for inspiring me to pick up a guitar in the first place. And to Dad, for making sure I kept playing.


In memory of Rick Nicholls.

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