The High Paying Employment Blues - Week One - Day Four

Todays song, The High Paying Employment Blues, was written around a few chords and a couple of lines that I had come up with a few months ago while still employed. I decided to keep the theme of the song as I truly could relate. I wanted to keep it feeling pretty loose and lazy and this resulted in some off-time moments. We'll not even talk about the back up vocals....that guy is fired!
Mostly a big "Shout-Out" ( that's what the kids say, right?) to my friends at the factory.
Enjoy

The High Paying Employment Blues

Too much to think about
I’ve got too much to think about
Somewhere between hope and doubt
Like walking on a wire

Too much to worry about
I’ve got too much to worry about
Sometimes I just want to shout
“When can I retire”?

You don’t understand
I’ve been working so hard for the man
Until I get a plan
I’m just keeping up with the Jones’ again
You see this paycheck
It’s nearly gross how much I net
Makes it hard to leave

Too much time too think
I’ve got too much time to think
It leads me to the brink
Of nearly walking out

I’ve got things to do
Got so many things to do
I’ll just work it through
That’s what it’s about

You don’t understand
I’ve been building cars, I can’t feel my hands
Nothing ever seems
To go as smoothly as I planned
At least I’m not alone
There’s others here who haven’t flown
They make it hard to leave

RW

The Real - Week One - Day Three

Today's song is called The Real. I really had to rush through the lyrics and the recording of this one as "The Window Guy" will be here any moment to install some new windows.
Try and enjoy in spite of this

The Real

Like you, I shouldn’t fall for anything
Like you, I shouldn’t fall
How can I know a bit about everything
But still know nothing at all

You know I never wanted anything
You didn’t understand
Some fires tend to reclaim everthing
When flames are being fanned

I’ve been around the block, I’ve gotten lost
So far from being found
Turned the other cheek so many times
I nearly spun into the ground

I’m letting it go
I'm no part of your show
I’m getting to know
The real

Like me, you didn’t fall for anything
You’ve never had to crawl
Don’t forget it only takes a little pea
to break a princess after all

I’d been around the block so fast it seems
I didn’t touch the ground
I’d been a fool, a downright idiot
I was never looking down

I’m letting it go
Heading for a new plateau
I’m getting to know
The real

I’m letting it go
I'm no part of your show
I’m getting to know
The real

RW

Talk To You - Week One - Day Two

I wrote this song this morning. Had so much fun that I had to jam out to it when recording it. Enjoy


Talk To you

So much for believing nothing
I can’t help but believe in something
Sunday mornings bring blurry visions
From Saturday’s sacreligion

It’s all so true
I’m believing in the two
With you at my side
There’s just nothing I can’t prove
No need to save a thing for rainy days
All I need do is talk to you

No need for the holy gospel
I’ve heard enough of those clanging church bells
I’ve had enough of the TV prophets
My messiah is in my pocket

It’s all so true
I’m believing in you
Shout to the sky
Confessions of the truth
No need to pray for things to be ok
All I need do is talk to you

Look again
At the so called words of wisdom in the tomes
So many rules now
With cryptic caustic cautionary tones
It’s nothing new
All I can do
Is talk to you

So much for believing nothing
I can’t help but believe in something
Listen close to my sordid sermon
From the mountain of devolution

It’s all so true
I’m believing in the two
With you at my side
There’s just nothing I can’t prove
No need to save a thing for rainy days
All I need do is talk to you

Battle Lines Week One - Day One

Today's song, Battle Lines was written around a chord progression that I came up with a while back and recorded live to computer with only harmonica overdubbed. I wrote it and recorded it this morning.

Battle Lines

Look at all the time
We’ve been wasting
Closing every door

Never finding time
Just complacent
Just another chore

You know what to do
Fighting off the truth
Hiding in the ruins
Like a war

Battle lines are drawn
With weapons waiting
Sure enough to fight

Inconsistent calm
Interrupted
By implements of spite

You know what to do
Fighting off the truth
Hiding in the ruins
Like a war

Sometimes
You can see the sense in our warring
At night where the fear survives

You know what to do
Fighting off the truth
Hiding in the ruins
Like a war

Look at all the time
We’ve been wasting
Closing every door

RW