God, this song... makes me cry. Old memories,  an old love, gone with my heart.. i'll never forget you, my one and only real love of my life.

such a loss....

 I knew SOMEONE would have posted the lyrics to this song.  Bumping it up because, well, because it's Elliott Smith.  Damn - I said it before, and I'll say it again:  Why do the good ones die young while the crappy ones seem to be eternal?

Why do the good ones die young while the crappy ones seem to be eternal?

For anyone that has had a problem with the bottle this song is about as honest as it comes. Quite a poetic description of becoming an alcoholic. drink up, baby, stay up all night
the things you could do, you won't but you might
the potential you'll be, that you'll never see
the promises you'll only make drink up with me now and forget all about the pressure of days
do what I say and I'll make you okay and drive them away
the images stuck in your head people you've been before that you don't want around anymore
that push and shove and won't bend to your will
I'll keep them still drink up, baby, look at the stars
I'll kiss you again between the bars where I'm seeing you
there with your hands in the air, waiting to finally be caught drink up one more time and I'll make you mine
keep you apart deep in my heart separate from the rest
where I like you the best and keep the things you forgot the people you've been before that you don't want around anymore
that push and shove and won't bend to your will
I'll keep them still

I'm really hoping you didn't mean to make a pun there, but I do agree that his music is exquisite.

It's kind of strange that Elliot died the way he did, his songs make me real sad and pierce my heart. I almost can't listen, but it's so exquisite.

Elliot's music really is very pretty, and it is nice to hear it from time to time, but it is really very depressing, too. Could you maybe play him just a little bit less often?

Man, this dude breaks my heart every time...first couple chords of any song of his and it's like a tractor beam into a base sadness that exists deep inside of my being.  I used to be a sad person, and have since learned that life is a symphony; with point and counterpoint, ecstacy and grief, hopefulness and despairing, triumph and failure...all used in movements and proportions that bring our days and nights alive with color. 

In spite of all the blessings that my life today is filled with, the music of E.S. can without fail bring a lump in my throat, a weight in my chest, and an almost insatiable desire to weep...but not because it makes me sad - more because it makes me feel almost overwhelmed with joy.  He slays me.  His music, for me is that intensely beautiful. 

I feel that my life has been enriched by Elliot's sound; as well the sounds of others like Brian Wilson, Nick Drake, John Lennon, James Taylor, Tom Petty, Chris Robinson, and Billie Holiday to name a very very few.

Thanks RP, for providing a soundtrack to all of our lives. 

Man, this dude breaks my heart every time...first couple chords of any song of his and it's like a tractor beam into a base sadness that exists deep inside of my being.  I used to be a sad person, and have since learned that life is a symphony; with point and counterpoint, ecstacy and grief, hopefulness and despairing, triumph and failure...all used in movements and proportions that bring our days and nights alive with color. 

In spite of all the blessings that my life today is filled with, the music of E.S. can without fail bring a lump in my throat, a weight in my chest, and an almost insatiable desire to weep...but not because it makes me sad - more because it makes me feel almost overwhelmed with joy.  He slays me.  His music, for me is that intensely beautiful. 

I feel that my life has been enriched by Elliot's sound; as well the sounds of others like Brian Wilson, Nick Drake, John Lennon, James Taylor, Tom Petty, Chris Robinson, and Billie Holiday to name a very very few.

Thanks RP, for providing a soundtrack to all of our lives. 

Radio Paradise, please keep playing Elliott Smith's brilliantly-written songs with their lack of overproduction so prevalent in commercial music (especially that produced in NYC).

And trolls, please suck it.

Starts out like Rocky Raccoon.

Great song, but BILL are you recycling your PLAYLISTS?? Back in March (as quoted below), the lineup was
Radiohead, Calexico, and Elliot Smith... EXACTLY what you just did moments ago!

This is a terrific song if I do say so m'self.

If that's your attempt at humour, it's pretty tasteless.

Like a knife to the gut.

More Elliott . . . he was the best at making suicidal depression sound so sweet. Miss him.