From the recording Stitches
Stitches was written in San Fransisco a long time ago by JJ James and good friend Damon Lee. This song really found it's groove with this band and we are thrilled to have recorded it for this album.
Lyrics
Stitches
Words & Music by Damon Lee and James Anliker
The time is now, this is the hour
A man dies, no one seems to hear
My will is here, but all my strength is gone
Till nighttime brings my medicine round again
Nighttime brings my medicine round again
And again...
Preacher man, I don’t believe you
The only thing, I know is true
I cut myself, to see if I bleed
And under water, you know I can’t breathe
You know I can’t breathe
You know I can’t breathe
I want to go home
Everything I see is getting old
I want to go home
All the friends I know are growing cold
My arm’s in stitches
Arm’s in stitches...
My will is here, but all my strength is gone
Till nighttime brings my medicine round again
Nighttime brings my medicine round again
And again...
I want to go home
Everything I see is getting old
I want to go home
All the friends I know are growing cold
My arm’s in stitches
Arm’s in stitches...
Its been so long since I’ve seen you
I’m in stitches
I don’t Know