Throwaway, a Racehorse
The Promise of Summer (2002)


See the tears upon your face
Fall from one day to another
See the stars up in the sky
Falling from each other
See me here, singing low

Wherever you go
You'll always have a piece of me
To tell you,
"You'll always be right here with me."

Say "hello" on a dying day
Since nothing lasts forever
Say "goodbye" on a throwaway
See him running round and round and round

Wherever you go
You'll always have a piece of me
To tell you
"You'll always be right here with me."

Loser said, “We don’t say that”
Loser said, “We don’t dream alone”
Loser said, “We don’t say that”
Loser said, “We don’t dream alone”



Mike Garrigan on "Throwaway, A Racehorse":

I rearranged it slightly from the acoustic version I used to do in Collapsis. Let's just say it bridges this album to The Lessons Of Autumn in a great way. John and I tried many different approaches to recording the song. We first tried a live recording of just me and a guitar. When that wasn't too exciting, we tried a live piano/vocal take that was fair, but not fitting. We decided to make a production out of it. The new recording reminds me a little bit of "November" and "Birthday Song" from Lessons.

"Throwaway, A Race Horse" will be the oldest song on the album. I wrote it back in 1997 when I was living at the Newman Center in Chapel Hill. After I graduated from college, I elected to take a summer job as a caretaker at a Catholic Church where I was a member for several years. One night, when no one was around, I slipped into the chapel and wrote a song on the piano. Holly, who is now my wife, and I had been dating for about six months. I was sad because she was taking a job at Disney World in Florida. At the time, I was reading the Cyclops chapter in James Joyce's Ulysses...the chapter where Leopold Bloom pisses off some tavern members by leading them to believe that he won a lot of money at the race track that day. He led them to believe that he had placed his faith in a horse named "Throwaway." At any rate, this song is the intersection of this part of the Joyce novel and what was happening in my life at the time. I often played this song at Collapsis shows before "Wonderland."


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