Bed o’ Wishes

Gerald Brennan—composer, lyricist, singer
Garrett Schmittling—guitarist
Kevin Floyd—bass
Bobby Meyers—drummer
Patrick Brennan—keyboards, producer

Sometimes the only thing that makes a man feel better about himself is confessing to others what an idiot he’s been, and imagining that he can be redeemed if he can help to prevent somebody from being as stupid as he’s been.
This is a country waltz about a man who cheated on his wife. She finds out and –poof– she’s gone.
Now he’s all sadder and wiser. The old story.
I picture the poor guy dragging his ass out of bed and heading to the bar to drown his sorrows. He tells the guy on the next barstool that he just met not to cheat on his own girl, or else sure as hell (and now he gets real sage and poetic-like) “he’ll reap the thing that he sows when the lovin’ is through.”

I laid her in a bed made of wishes,
A pillow of clouds for her head.
I covered her body
with imaginary kisses,
The next time I’m dreamin’, I’ll do it again.

Lying awake in the shadows,
The moon peekin’ out from a cloud.
I reach out beside me
through the bedclothes and a pillow,
Just me and the shadows, and no one at all.

She loved me but I was untrue.
So take care that you
Never leave her for somebody new.
Or you’ll reap the thing that you sow.
You’ll pay what you owe
When the lovin’ is through.

You might be everything that she wanted,
And she might be the queen of your dreams.
But even more precious,
when you reach into the shadows,
Is your lover’s body reaching for you.

The best things in life are for two.
So take care that you
Never leave her for somebody new.
Or you’ll reap the thing that you sow.
You’ll pay what you owe
When the lovin’ is through.