Leaves
09-23-2007, 02:51 PM
This one is a little bit longer, with a few different parts (intro, two-part verses, bridge, and outro), so hopefully that doesn't confuse the rythm too much. I'd love to post a recording of the song, but for now I'll just put up the lyrics. It's probably the most honest song I've ever written.....
An Innocuous Letter
An innocuous letter
And I'm crying in the bathroom
I can't hide my face in the middle of the day
Unbraced by this goddamn regret
And awareness that all the decisions that I've made
Define the decisions that I wish I could change
Wake up in the morning
And fight my sheets to let me out of bed
Ain't nothin' really worth waking for
But the coffee and a two-week paycheck
Forget the past, I'm focusing ahead
I gotta smack my chin, gotta force my steps
And stop laughing at folks that say to live life with no regrets
Dragging my feet across the ground
Same old dirt in the same old town
All these faces I've seen before
Are always keeping up, so I keep my head down
Too late in the game to change what I have become
Old Father Time has taught me this one lesson:
In the end, you are only what you've done
But this hope, it follows me around like an old, unwanted dog
I try to let it go, but it finds its way back home before too long
I've never claimed to be a man of God
I never put too much in faith
But if there's one thing I want to believe
It's never too late
These quiet evenings I spend alone
Ain't no way for a man to grow old
Hanging pictures and painting doors
As much as I've tried, it don't feel like home
So I go out back to bury all the things I've done wrong
As soon as I'm done leaving here, I'll be gone
Just a matter of which road I decide to get on.....
Think I'll go west on 30
Up the hill, hit the straight stretch
Push it to 90
And hope the cops don't ever catch me
Head for the airport
Fly me as far east as it goes
Hope for a short layover
Somewhere on the east coast
And I leave it all behind me
Everything and everyone
I leave it all behind
In the orange of the setting sun
And I know exactly
Where I'm goin'
After I cross
That great Atlantic Ocean
Just me and my guitar
Are gonna live
Under a bridge
In London
An Innocuous Letter
An innocuous letter
And I'm crying in the bathroom
I can't hide my face in the middle of the day
Unbraced by this goddamn regret
And awareness that all the decisions that I've made
Define the decisions that I wish I could change
Wake up in the morning
And fight my sheets to let me out of bed
Ain't nothin' really worth waking for
But the coffee and a two-week paycheck
Forget the past, I'm focusing ahead
I gotta smack my chin, gotta force my steps
And stop laughing at folks that say to live life with no regrets
Dragging my feet across the ground
Same old dirt in the same old town
All these faces I've seen before
Are always keeping up, so I keep my head down
Too late in the game to change what I have become
Old Father Time has taught me this one lesson:
In the end, you are only what you've done
But this hope, it follows me around like an old, unwanted dog
I try to let it go, but it finds its way back home before too long
I've never claimed to be a man of God
I never put too much in faith
But if there's one thing I want to believe
It's never too late
These quiet evenings I spend alone
Ain't no way for a man to grow old
Hanging pictures and painting doors
As much as I've tried, it don't feel like home
So I go out back to bury all the things I've done wrong
As soon as I'm done leaving here, I'll be gone
Just a matter of which road I decide to get on.....
Think I'll go west on 30
Up the hill, hit the straight stretch
Push it to 90
And hope the cops don't ever catch me
Head for the airport
Fly me as far east as it goes
Hope for a short layover
Somewhere on the east coast
And I leave it all behind me
Everything and everyone
I leave it all behind
In the orange of the setting sun
And I know exactly
Where I'm goin'
After I cross
That great Atlantic Ocean
Just me and my guitar
Are gonna live
Under a bridge
In London