2 new OBAB songs done and lyrics written... now to teach them to the rest of the band!
Sooo working the Roxy with Preston was fun and RIDICULOUSLY LONG. Fuck. 20 hours of work at $13 an hour, and I'm bushed. I left at 7 AM on thursday morning and got home at 7:30 on friday morning. But now I"m not broke and neither is Preston, who is the new guitarist for OBAB. That's exciting.
Two new OBAB songs done ... these lyrics are mine, both are fit to the song well enough ... I'd like some feedback on these, to know what people think of them. Also, if a title comes to mind, let me know, because I'm at a loss concerning what to call them.
Remember the days when the world was vivid and beautiful. Remember when your vision was clear. You used to cherish the feeling of a coarse stone under your fingers, and you once inhaled and felt alive. We have stopped breathing. This is an act of decay. I have no hesitation, and this is no secret - 80 days and we've conquered the world. Can you still remember? Can you remember? Slow down, smile at a stranger, touch somebody. Reach out and connect. Renew yourself. It is summer, and the Earth is in full bloom. Life is all around you. In a city, the stone will speak to you. In a field, the grass will whisper your name. Time and time again, you have all forgotten what it means to exist. Too worried about love songs and heart ache. Focused inward to the point of blindness. Learn your lesson from a friend of mine, the day before he died he called me up and said to me - "She loved me, she loved me not. I loved her - well, she had her shot." Torn to pieces. Left in ruin. Waiting for someone to remember his name. Death comes to those who do nothing but wait.
What is it that makes you so afraid? Is there something waiting for you beyond this door? A ghost of failures past? What's left to live for? How do you sleep at night? Knowing your silence has retained its force. Tell me what drives you. Tell me what makes your heart burn and your hands shake. When there's nothing for you but the hope that I'll make it someday. When you're alone, do my footfalls comfort you? Coming from just behind the curtain. There's something silent resting on your shoulders. With the strength of a hundred men, you bear this weight. Alone. You master yourself and neglect to release in the name of peace. Your path is unsure, girl, but if one things for certain: It's that you'll turn out just fine. Calm collect and in control, you rest assured that no one else can ever know. These mountains are but pebbles, yet these waters are dangerous. These trials are endless, and this feeling inside you will never stop. We will fall from apathy to the water. We'll swim together or drown alone.
Two new OBAB songs done ... these lyrics are mine, both are fit to the song well enough ... I'd like some feedback on these, to know what people think of them. Also, if a title comes to mind, let me know, because I'm at a loss concerning what to call them.
Remember the days when the world was vivid and beautiful. Remember when your vision was clear. You used to cherish the feeling of a coarse stone under your fingers, and you once inhaled and felt alive. We have stopped breathing. This is an act of decay. I have no hesitation, and this is no secret - 80 days and we've conquered the world. Can you still remember? Can you remember? Slow down, smile at a stranger, touch somebody. Reach out and connect. Renew yourself. It is summer, and the Earth is in full bloom. Life is all around you. In a city, the stone will speak to you. In a field, the grass will whisper your name. Time and time again, you have all forgotten what it means to exist. Too worried about love songs and heart ache. Focused inward to the point of blindness. Learn your lesson from a friend of mine, the day before he died he called me up and said to me - "She loved me, she loved me not. I loved her - well, she had her shot." Torn to pieces. Left in ruin. Waiting for someone to remember his name. Death comes to those who do nothing but wait.
What is it that makes you so afraid? Is there something waiting for you beyond this door? A ghost of failures past? What's left to live for? How do you sleep at night? Knowing your silence has retained its force. Tell me what drives you. Tell me what makes your heart burn and your hands shake. When there's nothing for you but the hope that I'll make it someday. When you're alone, do my footfalls comfort you? Coming from just behind the curtain. There's something silent resting on your shoulders. With the strength of a hundred men, you bear this weight. Alone. You master yourself and neglect to release in the name of peace. Your path is unsure, girl, but if one things for certain: It's that you'll turn out just fine. Calm collect and in control, you rest assured that no one else can ever know. These mountains are but pebbles, yet these waters are dangerous. These trials are endless, and this feeling inside you will never stop. We will fall from apathy to the water. We'll swim together or drown alone.