Sunday Bedtime Song Post: Not Only Numb – Gin Blossoms

Sorry to repeat a band so soon, but I recently bought their Greatest Hits Album (gasp, horror!) and discovered this beautiful and sad song which I had never heard before and needed to share.  The lyrics are copied below.  There is a scarcity of video of it loaded on Youtube, unfortunately.

It evokes imagery of a man who returns to a place which had been familiar and which is now a place of regrets and painful memories that involve a woman, presumably an old love, one that seems to taunt him in his imagination.  “It ain’t awful hard to tell, What it’s like, my little hell, Yeah she knows, she knows, she knows”

Hope this is a good week for all…

Not Only Numb

Songwriters
RHODES, PHILLIP/WILSON, ROBIN

Looking all around the room I see the clutter in the gloom
I’m not only back, I’m not only numb
Changing shades within the evening
In a day then I’ll be leaving
I’m not only back, I’m not only numb
When the air at home is thin
Getting out then looking in
Yeah she knows, she knows, she knows
It ain’t awful hard to tell
What it’s like, my little hell
Yeah she knows, she knows, she knows
I’m now familiar with the tone I hear in bed when I’m alone
I’m not only back, I’m not only numb
In the shade below the eaves
Think I could chain smoke anything
I’m not only back, I’m not only numb
When the air at home is thin
Getting out, then looking in
Yeah she knows, she knows, she knows
It ain’t awful hard to tell
What it’s like, my little hell
Yeah she knows, she knows, she knows
She knows, she knows, she knows
She sees all the cars around the parking lots of bars we’ve played and stayed
Started laughing, looking down upon the bed that we’ve made
We’ve made, we’ve made, we’ve made
She sees all the cars around the parking lots of bars we’ve played and stayed
Started laughing, looking falling down across the bed that we’ve made
We’ve made, we’ve made, we’ve made
The air at home is thin
When getting out, then looking in
I’m not only back, I’m not only numb
Changing shades within the evening
In a day, then I’ll be leaving
I’m not only back, I’m not only numb…