So it's been an awful night, and I'm still up thinking about stuff at 3:30ish in the morning. Sometimes at points like this I'll write some new stuff, but other times I'll glance over some old stuff and it'll really hit home. The latter happened to me tonight, and I figured I'd post it on da Blog for public consumption. "City Cows" is a song I wrote about life, specifically about the times when it feels so overwhelming you can't do anything but crack a lame joke and laugh hysterically to ease the stress. (I truthfully don't even know if all the lyrics will make sense to everyone, but interpret them as you wish) Anyways, I hope you hear this song down the road, but if I die before I get a chance to play it for you, at least the lyrics are up to contemplate....
One picked up a business suit
One picked up some working gloves
One picked up a bottle
One picked up a gun to kill
One picked up a plastic will
One picked up a child
They say you’re goin nowhere fast
Why don’t you go nowhere slow
Maybe we could meet up in no-mans-land
I don’t know what the future holds
Im not tryin to complain
Its just that Im not good with change
So I’ll wait for these answers till the cows come home
That could be a long, long time
Because I live in the city
I think I’ll search for my direction along this road now
I’m tryna find my niche
Could you tell me where I could pick one up
One picked up some body highs
One picked up somebody’s lies
Just avoided the future
One was lost but now is found
One picked up a cap and gown
And one sat in confusion
They say you’re goin nowhere fast
Why don’t you go nowhere slow
Maybe we could meet up in no-mans-land
We could grab a burrito
Or whatever other food
Just might sit right with your mood
So I’ll wait for these answers till the cows come home
That could be a long, long time
Because I live in the city
I think I’ll search for my direction along this road now
I’m tryna find my niche
Could you tell me where I could pick one up
All these questions they’re
Coming back again
Oh uncertainty
Creepin in again
Oh and where to go
Coming back again
Oh and I don’t know
Coming back again
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
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