This song is based on a true story. When I was in my early twenties I worked with a man called Frank. My mother's name was Mary. She was in her 50s and she was single. So was Frank. He fancied her and she him. He tried to get her to go out with him but she continually refused his advances for reasons of insecurity. Frank became quite despondent and my mother also became a bitter woman over the years that followed. I watched this sad scene play out. I don't know what happened to Frank but I heard he remained single and very lonely. My mother lived a very lonely life as well.
I had to write this song as a result.
lyrics
Franky tells us that he’s ready to jump
Says his life is down in the dump
No, don’t end up like him or you’re done
Even if you don’t use a gun
I can’t imagine life to be such misery
When you know that it is worthless to continue
Call it heaven – call it hell – call it anything
Where we are now is what we belong to
Mary hangs on to each lonely day
Says she’d love to find a way
A man will come to her and say
Where have you been…OK
Now though she’s getting bigger all the time
In front of the mirror, she has to lie
Working overtime – she hangs on to her mind
Frank, he jumps – he’s ready to die
Now he wishes he was able to fly
There is no way that he will survive
He hits the pavement with a tear in his eye
Mary worries if she’s growing much too old
To be able to love without being cold
She stumbles through the door
A bottle helps her keep the score
And so I say goodbye
To the Frankys and their lives
They never did make me cry – only sick deep inside
And the Marys – they are the fool
To let their souls get cool
When people all in all
Alone divided we will fall
credits
from All Work No Joy,
released April 18, 2016
John Christian - acoustic guitar, electric guitar, vocals, bass, steel drums, organ, drums, arrangements, and productions.
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