Because of the recent turn of events, recording music has been difficult since I no longer have access to The Wave studio. In place of a fully written, recorded, and mixed song, here’s something new I’ve been working on. The song’s basically about how it’s impossible to back out of your life, and how death doesn’t undo your existence, even if you really want it to. But, it’s better to make the most out of the trip because it’d really suck if you spent a lifetime wishing you never had one. The song is still really bumpy and far from done, but I hope you like it anyways.
Here are the lyrics (for now):
Yesterday I called my youth
Newly strayed with shit to do
Not enlightened but I like the view
Killing my time by two-fold
Greet a fate or grow old
It happens anyway
So I guess that I’ll go home
And just cry in bed
Just like a can phone
Strings are attached
Connecting me to everything
And so I negotiate with
Trivial too fraught proclivities
I wish I had seen the whole thing coming
Against my will I ran amidst
A plastic field of late friendships
Quite hard to articulate it
If I had previewed the show
I would’ve backed out long ago
Life happens anyway
So I guess that I’ll go home
And just cry in bed
Just like a can phone
Strings are attached
Connecting me to everything
And so I negotiate with
Trivial too fraught proclivities
I wish I had seen the whole thing coming
