From the recording Golden Pick

Written, performed and recorded by Rich Collins
Mixed by Patrick Dillett


Take an X-ray never gonna need it
When a heart breaks everybody sees it
Every mistake lying in pieces
Don't mind me now I was just leaving

Oh no you don't
Oh yes I did
Not this again

You're carrying the Weight
And you can't put it down
Stuck in the middle of it
And you can't get out

Shot the eight ball in the corner pocket
Right now there's nothing that'll stop it
One thing left to do
Sit back and watch it roll into view

Here we go
Gonna sing along
Like a summertime song

Where did you go and what did you give?
Who do you love and who do you miss?
It's in the way you go about it