Aaron (Alternate Version)

Aaron’s got a shop up in northern Vermont where the days don’t run, they just plod

along

He spends each one working in a haze, humming sad songs

And in the back on the rack there’s an old guitar with a few good strings

And he stays and he plays until it’s dark, and he always sings

I don’t write sad songs

They just seem to find me

I’ve been standing still and I feel a little restless now

Here for years and now I fear there’s no way out

Holding onto something that just holds me down

And I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know if this is me

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday at the bar, trying to feel less hollow

But he skips the booze for the back hallway and the old piano

And when it’s 2 a.m. and the bar room’s all spilled out

It’s just him and the owner, and the man says, Aaron, why the sad ones now?

Aaron shrugs his shoulders

I don’t like sad songs

They just seem to right me

I’ve been standing still and I feel a little restless now

Here for years and now I fear there’s no way out

Holding onto something that just holds me down

And I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know if this is me

They say life’s a little sweeter for the struggle is that I can seem to care what they say

Life’s a little sweeter for the struggle is that I can’t seem to care what they say

I’ve been standing still and I feel a little restless now

Here for years and now I fear there’s no way out

Holding onto something that just holds me down

Holding onto something that just holds me down

Well, I’m done holding onto something that just holds me down

Because I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know if this is me