Sign Of Life (excerpt)
I’m really lazy, but I’ve got some time. Been meaning to record this song for a couple of years, but like I said, I’m lazy.
So, I recorded part of the bridge and the chorus and that is all.
In the morning a red sky cries a warning
That a sailor should know –
How could I have missed the signs so?
On your seas I was tossed
As your heart blew across and over me
The coldest wind and I was lost
You would have let me drown
When I was failing around
Well I can tread for so long
But how I prayed for a calm
And you say a rescue doesn’t make a good song
So I’m looking for a sign of life -
Oh please could you throw me a line
Or at least a lie?
And I’m looking for a sign of life.
I see that branch in your hand:
Don’t you understand
I’m going under again?
Suicide King
Figured I should finish this, even if completely and utterly different than how it started.
So how is my fault when you held all of the cards
And doubled down on the two of hearts?
You’re digging for diamonds
And maybe you’ll find them, one day
When you stop wielding love like a club.
Would you want me to place that bet
When I can’t see more than half the deck?
I’m willing, not able to go before I’m set.
But you say that we must ante up until we bust,
But I’m sorry, so sorry; I cannot stay in this rut;
I’ve had enough, but I wish you good luck
On your next run baby.
Our coffer’s dry, unlike my eyes
But you can’t see you’re bankrupting we.
And this debt we’ve raised I just can’t pay
So thankfully, as they say
I know when to hold them; know when to fold them
So I’m walking away with more than a little change
And you can stay for another run,
But after this hand my game is done.
So how is it my fault . . .
One more thing: how were you betting with chips that you didn’t bring?
One more thing: were you expecting me to be your suicide king?
Been A Long Time . . .
It’s after 3am. But I had to make a beat.
Getting back to basics
Benediction
MAY THE ROAD RISE TO MEET YOUR FEET
MAY THE LORD GUARD/GUIDE BETWEEN YOU AND ME
MAY YOU LIVE IN THE CENTER OR PEACE AND
MAY YOU FIND YOUR DREAMS.
Class of ‘08: Peace.
Sign Of Life (old Song)
You put your hands over my eyes
And I walked right into the surprise
Of an empty room, that was
more than cruel and less than kind
And while you pulled the wool over my eyes
I should have seen the seams of your disguise
Cause I know the signs
And I’m looking for a sign of life:
Something to say this past of mine was genuine
In the morning a red sky cries a warning
That a sailor should know –
How could I have missed the signs so?
On your seas I was tossed
As your heart blew across and over me
The coldest wind and I was lost
You would have let me drown
When I was failing around
Well I can tread for so long
But how I prayed for a calm
And you say a rescue doesn’t make a good song
So I’m looking for a sign of life -
Oh please could you throw me a line
Or at least a lie?
And I’m looking for a sign of life.
I see that branch in your hand:
Don’t you understand
I’m going under again?
Well you pulled a veil over my eyes
And I thought we were walking on water this whole time
But now I know why my feet are dry.
~ MEH