Comes Around

There are a number of songs on this album that talk about things that actually happened – storytelling is a very difficult craft to master, unless you’re simply telling the truth. In the case of “Comes Around,” more of the lyrics are about actual events than one may initially think. To give the tune the pensive feel that we all thought it needed, we wanted to let the guitar and the vocals take centre stage, and so we married a soft organ part with a gentle drum patter; the result is one of the more reflective tunes on the album.

And watch out for Bob Dylan.

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<a href="http://theprintingpress.bandcamp.com/track/comes-around">Comes Around by The Printing Press</a>

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This song was played (and maybe recorded!) at the following shows

Lyrics

Rainy day woman, number 52,
Takes a field trip to the laundry room.
Outside, her man is looking for a fight.
Let's hope he gets one, before he comes home tonight.

I don't wanna be there when he comes around.
I don't wanna be there when he comes around.

I saw a couple in the parking lot.
They looked so out of it - I don't know what they've done.
Knock on my window in the middle of the night;
They're quick anger, and quick to fight.

I don't wanna be there when they come around.
I don't wanna be there when they come around.

I'm in a mess, I just want to talk a while.
I'll explain the rest when I get to see you smile.
When I get off the phone, I'm gonna get in the car.
It wont be long, you really don't live that far.

I hope you'll be there when I come around.
I hope you'll be there when I come around.
'Cause you know I'd be there if you came around
'Cause you know I'd be there if you came around

This song can be found on

Worth Imagining

Credits

Written by The Printing Press
Jeff Hume - Guitar & lead vocals
Jonathan Bright - Piano & background vocals
James Everett - Bass & background vocals
Matt Butash - Drums & percussion