Story Behind the Song
I kind of poke a little fun at Bono and Bruce Springsteen in this song by employing some of their favourite devices.
However, I ended up liking this song in its own right, and wish I was more like Daniel Lanois to make it sound better.
Lyrics
I’m wondering if I should take an ad out in the personals
I try to convince myself I’m not one of those people
My health, my job, my Daily Keno, I am not that desperate yet,
But solitude, despair, and silence have worked rather hard to change my mind set
Just because I’ve managed to stay sane
Doesn’t mean that I’m okay, doesn’t mean I’m not in pain
And even though I laugh and crack a smile
Doesn’t mean I don’t want help, doesn’t mean I have some style
I’m waiting to feel happy
But I’m not sure if you’ll arrive
Doing nothing, it’s only me
I’m waiting to try and feel alive
I’m wondering if I should try a girl who I’ll pay
I try to convince myself it isn’t worth it to get laid
You’re eyes, you’re smile, the way you walk, you make it hard to forget
But insomnia, fear, and longing make me wish we never met.
Just in case you’re wondering what I need
I’ve already told you, I already bleed
And even though I look you in the eye
I already gave up, I’ve already tried.
(Chorus)
I sit, I stare
At a mark in the wall
It vaguely looks like your cheek
It holds me in thrall
I wait, I think
Of an idyll you wrote
Ineffable pulchritude
The seat I wait on is made of stone
It takes the heat out of me
I need to keep on sitting,
Need to find what’s wrong with me
(Chorus out)
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