Story Behind the Song
This one was recorded in one take (my vocals and the grand piano) at the Crane School of Music. Lyssa Craig's lovely backing vocals were overdubbed within half an hour. This one was initially inspired by my failed attempts at wooing someone whilst completely intoxicated. There's a lesson there, people.
Lyrics
So sick of masking words, I offer up my voice
Present of your free will you listen - it's your choice
Why do I always try to dress my words so well
My piles of meaning fall around me into hell
And now I'm calling out your name
I'm sick, I'm blind and I've been drowning out the pain
Sometimes I crucify myself
My wish: to show you the soul hidden by this veil
Chorus:
Every night, every day, in every form and every way
Every low, every high, it seems to me like a goodbye
Were secrets ever kept or did they all spill out
I'd hold discretion close but I've turned upside down
In how you speak to me, you seem to always change
Am I some simpleton merely trapped in your game
Tonight will always be this way
I've tried, I've failed - I should have nothing more to say
My words: my art, my heart, my soul
My wish: to paint a picture like you're beautiful
Chorus x2
Sometimes I wonder where I'll land
If I bleed, the blood drips from my forehead and my hands
If you look, I wonder what you see
In a glimpse, I've looked at you but have you looked into me
Have I frightened you away
My missteps have been so chronic
I don't recall what passed that day
But I'm sorry; should I stay away
And now I'm calling out your name
I'm sick, I'm blind but there's no drowning out this pain
Sometimes I crucify myself
Comfort in screaming as I am pulling out the nails
Chorus x3
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