Friday, June 24, 2011

Song: Travelin'

So I wrote Travelin' based on some lines I woke up with in my head a while ago. It was meant to be a bluesy-rock number along the lines of something you'd hear from John Fogerty. My feelings about it differ from time to time. Sometimes I like it a lot, others I'm not sure it's my strongest effort, other times I actually don't like it at all but it was a sentiment that I often find myself feeling: "Funny how time flies when you spend your life waiting for life to begin."

Repeatedly in my adult life I've found myself in a life situation that's nowhere near where I picture myself being and my only reassurance comes from the though of "one day, one day" until so many days have passed that I wonder how much of my life is going to pass without any of my dreams coming true. This song was meant to be a mantra about getting off your butt and making those hopes and dreams come true. I'm guilty of not heeding my own words most of the time but I'm trying (thus the blog)!

Despite the fact that my mood is now questioning the quality of the lyrics at this point (I've even tried rewriting some parts to fit my mood today to little avail) I wanted to put up something different from the previous two "Song" entries; something that wasn't so floaty star-childish in imagery as they are, so I've opted for this one. So without further ado:


Hey baby, never really lived
so I'm packing my bags for a trip to the horizon
And maybe while I'm there
I'll buy a ticket to nowhere
and find some time to clear my mind

Funny how time flies
when you spend your life waiting for life to begin
So time stop- it's my turn to fly
bring me to the house of the rising sun
Time to breathe, my life's begun

Gonna paint me a picture of the wind
Gonna sing me a song of the night
Gonna stray from the path
`cause life sure won't last
And I want to see all the sights

Funny how time flies
when you spend your life waiting for life to begin
So time stop- it's my turn to fly
bring me to the house of the rising sun
Time to breathe, my life's begun

And I'll paint my pictures of the wind
and dance in the halo of night
I'll have no more fear,
`cause I'm leavin' it here

And I'll stray from that path
`cause life just won't last
So I've got to be travelin' on
yea, I've got to be travelin on.

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