1. |
I Disappointed Myself
03:11
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I thought I was a poet
I thought I was a pop star
I thought I'd be an astronaut
walking on the moon
I could have been a politician
Could have been a race car driver
racing in the human grand prix
I thought I was a genius
Somehow I still think I'm a genius
I'm a symptom of my age
Everyone's unique
even I
But I disappointed myself
left my chances on the shelf
made the same mistakes again
felt the old familiar stain
felt in vain
It's been a long story now
you'd think I'd grow up somehow
you'd think I'd figured out this world by now
There's so much I could have done
and so little really done
So much time spent dreaming
And such small dreams come true
So many that I've loved
And so few of them who know
There's so much I was given
Not enough that I gave back
I disappointed myself
left my chances on the shelf
made the same mistakes again
felt the old familiar stain
of love in vain
There's no God I can abandon
no state oppressing me
I've been choking on my freedom
I've been pining for the sea
I lost my way in culture
and I put the blame on me
I was conspiring in the cafés
I was starting to believe
But I disappointed myself
left my chances on the shelf
made the same mistakes again
felt the old familiar stain
felt in vain
I stand here in the future
But I'm not who I meant to be
I guess my expectations were just out of my league
I've got to rise with the day
I've got to wipe clean the slate
and start to live my own way
every day
It's time to give up the fighting
to forgive and move on
When your dreams are on your side no more
I disappointed myself
left my hopes on the shelf
fucked it up for the 100th time
lost my story, lost my rhyme
fell into decline
It's been a long story now
I've got to move on somehow
get in touch, get in shape, get in line...
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2. |
From The Windowsill
03:13
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Aside, alive, adrift once more
in the pool of inbetween nights
Speaking empty words of stillness
my furniture won't reply
Take the reins
make the change
back to people and work and light
Leave this place
this tranquil space
get back into the fight
From the windowsill
on the brink
trying hard to think
On the windowsill
sitting still
trying not to sink
All my words are circular thoughts
All my thoughts profane
timelessness is just a dream
but I need it to stay sane
Take a train
free your brain
You're a diver, find the pearl
Make your way
You'll have to someday
Into a great new world
From the windowsill,
starlight-eyed
free and out of sight
On the windowsill
I wish I smoked
inhale, exhale
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3. |
Building Up A Melody
03:33
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I'm building up a melody
Stacking rocks on rocks
Collecting daylight savings
for when winter comes
I'm picking up a thread
from the cursed and the dead
whispering to my angel
making phonecalls, setting dates
I'm building up a melody when I walk
go to sleep in a valley of thought
I'm building up a melody when I dream
drawing maps on drawing boards
I'm sending out a signal
to my siblings far and wide
setting up antennae
for invisible friends
I'm turning ancient books
into choruses and hooks
sizing up the weather
blowing in the wind
I'm building up a melody when I win
go to sleep in a valley of sin
I'm building up a melody when I'm bored
etching signs on cutting boards
I'm borrowing a beat from the people on the street
absorbing moonlight and conveying it to music
There isn't much I know
I don't have much to show
But I won't stop till I'm on the radio
I'm setting up defences
against the tabloid noise
listening for the sound of the rain
drowning out the news
brewing up a storm
lighting up the empty streets at dawn
I'm building up a melody when I sing
go to sleep in the middle of everything
I'm building up a melody when I dream
looking in, examining
I'm analyzing patterns from Johann Sebastian Bach
scribbling notes on the backside of the scores
building up a melody when I work
welding words and digging dirt
I'm building up a melody when I walk
go to sleep in a valley of thought
I'm building up a melody when I dream
drawing maps on drawing boards
I had to get lost
at any cost
had to grind my melody to dust
Now I can start
to play my favourite part
the one where life is replaced by art
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4. |
Afterglow
01:01
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What passed still lingers on
A story with no end
Above me the endless sky gets smaller every year
Fragile litter of memories
lingers like your name
My brain is changing now
and it won't change back again
I tried to hold on
to the setting sun
I still have a key to your vault
Now the night has fallen down
I'll wrap it around my heart
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