Sunday, April 18, 2021

This Just In

Here is version number one of the song that I've been working on for the past few days:


I will update the song on ReverbNation as I continue to work on it, but this is what I've got so far. For now, this song is only available here. I hope you like it. Here are the lyrics:

I used to think 
That I could be anything
Go to college
Earn some knowledge
And a four-year degree

I can’t believe
Never thought I’d ever be
Waking up from 
        The American Dream
But all I see 
Is inequality
And who are we
If we can’t come together?

Go to work
For a circle jerk
Spewing buzz words void of meaning
These funerals in cubicles
And every meaningless meeting
While the profiteers
Have engineered
Your clockwork existence
From their ivory towers
The wealth and power
Entitled by their inheritance

I can’t believe
Never thought I’d ever be
Waking up from 
        The American Dream
But all I see 
Is kakistocracy
And who are we
If we can’t come together?

Planting plastic flowers in the yard
They never grow
No matter how hard 
I try to give them life
At least they never die
I think it’s strange
They never change
Or grow, you know
These plastic flowers
Have magic powers
They don’t get cold
Never grow old
Or any other direction
Or do much of anything
Worth a mention
These plastic flowers
Aren’t even ours

I can’t believe
Never thought I’d ever be
Waking up from 
        The American Dream
But all I see 
Is your complacency
And who are we
If we can’t come together?

[instrumental break]

I can’t believe
Never thought I’d ever be
Waking up from 
        The American Dream
But all I see 
Is our humanity
And who are we
If we can’t come together? 

The title for this one is two words that are seven letters each. I used to play a lot of Scrabble. I wonder if that has anything to do with my titling of these songs lately. 

Thanks for listening. 

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