The Grand Optimist (City And Colour Cover) [Live in Easton, Maryland, US - Nov. 30, 2012]
That all my debts will be left unpaid, Feel like a cripple without a cane I'm like a jack of all trades who’s a master of none
Then there's my father He's always looking on the bright side Saying things like “Son life just ain’t that hard” He is the grand optimist, I am the world’s poor pessimist You give him burdens sometimes And he will escape unscarred
I guess I take after my mother, I guess I take after my mother
But I used to be quite resilient, Gained no strength from counting the beads on a rosary And now the wound has begun to turn, Another lesson that has gone unlearned But this is not a cry for pity or for sympathy
I guess I take after my mother, I guess I take after my mother I guess I take after my mother, I guess I take after my mother