JOHN GRANT - IT DOESN'T MATTER TO HIM

IT DOESN’T MATTER TO HIM

JOHN GRANT

SONGWRITER: JOHN GRANT

COUNTRY: U. S. A.

ALBUM: PALE GREEN GHOSTS

LABEL: BELLA UNION

GENRE: SOFT ROCK

YEAR: 2013

John Grant (born July 25, 1968) is an American singer-songwriter. Formerly associated with the Denver-based alternative rock band The Czars, he launched a career as a solo artist in 2010 with the release of the Midlake produced album Queen of Denmark.

In 2015, his third solo studio álbum Grey Tickles, Black Pressure was received to critical acclaim.

Pale Green Ghosts is the second solo album by former The Czars frontman John Grant, released on March 11, 2013 on the Bella Union label. Pale Green Ghosts was recorded in Reykjavík, Iceland with Icelandic electronic musician Birgir Þórarinsson (a.k.a. Biggi Veira) of electro-pop group Gus Gus, and also features a range of local musicians on the album as well as Sinéad O'Connor singing backing vocals.

The title refers to the Russian olive trees that stand along the I-25 highway near Grant's family home in the small town of Parker, Colorado.

Pale Green Ghosts was chosen as Album of the Year 2013 by Rough Trade.

If I think about it, I am successful, as it were.

I get to sing for lovely people all over this lovely world.

And I am nowhere near as awkward as I was when I was younger.

I guess I'm one of those guys who gets better looking as they age.

And even though I have felt beaten down by constant doubt,

Depression, and confusion brought about by people's actions, death, and tax forms,

I keep getting up. And I am loved by all my friends and family;

Though, there have been lots of raised eyebrows
And concerned glances lately.

[Chorus]

It doesn't matter to him.

I could be anything,

But I could never win his heart again.

It doesn't matter to him.

He took away my AAA pass.

I am invisible to him.

And now I feel the soft, pink flesh of my heart hardening

To the countless possibilities contained within each day.

Vulnerability feels like a cold, wet concrete room lit with fluorescent light,

Which, as you know, makes everything look bad.

I still keep trying to figure out how I became irrelevant,

How I got myself evicted from his heart from one day to the next.

And the worst part is that, even if I got an answer right now,

It would not change anything because we have become two strangers.

[Chorus x2]

It doesn't matter to him.

I could be anything,

But I could never win his heart again.

It doesn't matter to him.

He took away my AAA pass.

I am invisible to him.