whitesail

I’ve listened to this song by Cowboy Junkies many times, but this line has really stuck with me since I listened to it yesterday.

Old rusted pickup and a mad dog in the yard,
purple paint peels but fails to reveal
the bitterness that grows inside
Cloud of dust in the distance,
strange knock beneath my hood
Is it better to have words left unsaid
than to have words misunderstood?

Damn……