(Lyrics below description): This one's brand new, I finished tweaking the lyrics right before this recording. It's about the human tendency to desire a better life, never being quite happy enough with the ones we have, the point being, would we actually be happy if all our wishes were granted, or would we miss the struggle? The situations described are largely my own (or the product of my escapist fantasies), but they could be interchangeable with anyone elses story, its the idea behind it that counts. Sorry about the shirt by the way, if my top button were still attached, rest assured it would have been done up. Anyway I hope you enjoy it, the song that is, not my chest. Eyes above the collar ladies ;-)
Lyrics:
Sometimes I don't know when to stop
Looking for battles to be fought.
I miss the days when I could be at ease
With all the wicked things that people thought.
And the images of the ones I loved escape from my mind,
So I spend my days in endless pursuit.
But what do you do when your patience dies
And the scissors of bitterness cut all your ties
When the seeds of disagreement take their roots?
But would it be better or would it be worse
If I moved to a place where there's meaning in words
And talked just to those who thought music was better in the sixties?
And if I should slip from reality's grip would it matter?
Do you think I should believe in something better?
Most days I fail to understand
The hopeless dreams to which we all attach.
We're plagued with the knowledge of our flaws,
Yet confidence is the disease we're so eager to catch
One day these riddles that race through my mind will break me in two,
And therein the solutions will lie.
While the stones of regret pay the debt that I've earned
From the friends that I've lost and the people I've hurt.
And they'll stay within my heart until I die.
And would it be better or would it be worse
If I lived in a cabin high up in the woods
And spoke not a word, for my friends I would find in nature.
But the moment has passed and the days are getting shorter.
Do you think I should believe in something better?
* * *
And if my fears should leave me now and never return,
if life bent its back to my will,
and chaos and beauty forever entwined
With the music and rhythm that beats in my mind
Do you think then that my hunger would still?
And would it be better or would it be worse
If I moved to a place where there's meaning in words
And I talked just to those who thought music was better in the sixties?
But I'm held right here by the lingering fear of failure.
Do you think I should believe in something better?
Do you think I should believe in something better?
Do you think I should believe in something better?
Ah .. a subject very close to my heart. I'm pretty sure that if all my wishes were granted I'd still find something to be miserable about and something else to pine for. Great song, Pete, and some great lyrics ... "And the scissors of bitterness cut all your ties" is such a great line.
2ruby202 1 year ago
@2ruby202 Great.
:-P
abetrasken 1 year ago