Day 39: Nothing More

Some days I feel I have taken a step back from reality and finally see things clearly: the world is as it is. I see what I have locked myself in and wonder "Why?" Why should I not break out? No - the problem is not observation, recognition, or vision - it is action.

I see, but don't act - but why not? What holds me back?

Then comes the fear.

And I retreat.

Anyways - here's a depressing song that I wrote when I was really happy. The chords are simple: A-E-D-A-D-A-E-A.

Note: I'm in a good mood now too in case you're curious... the words are just a moodscape and are not to be taken too literally.


"Nothing More"

I'm tired but I can't sleep
I'm bored but I can't think
I know it's wrong, but it still goes on
How can I set my mind at ease?

The world it isn't right
My skin is on too tight
But where can I go, this I'd like to know
To finally find some peace

The choices we don't make
The chances we don't take
In the end it's true, there's nothing else to do
It's all sliding down the drain

(musical interlude)

There's a fog in front of me
Somehow I can barely see
Though I know the way, I'll stay in today
For how can I escape my brain?

The light it doesn't shine
And voices don't seem clear
I guess there's nothing there, and nothing anywhere
And now all that's left is me

So now the day is done
And all the races run
And so I'll say good night, it was a pretty sight
But there's nothing more to see

(music grows quieter and slowly fades out)

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Copyright: Croftonsongs, 2003