Showing posts with label Song. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Song. Show all posts

Friday, May 8, 2009

The Future Is Gonna Be Great

Ello! While our lives are rather chaotic right now with the move and various other happenings, one still has to find time for relative sanity. I've been getting into a groove as a writer lately and look forward to moving into the Overhouse Plainfield, as I think it will be a great change at the right time. I feel we'll really start to hit our stride as a band and can't wait to have a whole slew of new, show ready Overman tunes by August. Full album in time for the holidays?

Matt and I have been kicking around this chorus for a year or so, and we both really like the proclamation "the future is going to be great." So absolute. I didn't mean for it to be a death song, but that's where it went; these things have a mind of their own.

I think I might add a bridge.

The Future Is Gonna Be Great

It was two years before 2005
Because my old man was still alive
We went to a Bob Dylan concert one night
He sang "Don't Think Twice, Its All Right"

Pa was the one to spot the lights
High above us in the neon sky
Burning bright before they die
Colors crocheted with moonlight in his eyes

The future is gonna be great

Daniel broke my little foot
In a football game, on an ugly root
I cried and cried, he carried me inside
Brothers stick together, brother stay alive

So I learned to play his old guitar
It helped me heal, he taught me life is art
My eyes were wide so I could see
Daniel I know you were so proud of me

The future is gonna be great

Springtime comes and skeptics speak
To an auditorium full of science geeks
My best friend takes his mother there
To show her how he feels because he knows she cares

But is scared to think this could be true
Probably less for her, more for me and you
Where do we go when we die
She wanted to ask, but we ran out of time

The future is gonna be great

Now its five years past what it outta be
And I'm getting slowly older like an antique dream
I wanna sing a thousand songs
In to your ear, but you are gone

And on and on, and on and on
We all get born where do we all belong
I dream to see your face again
In a clear blue sky or blowin' in the wind

The future is gonna be great

Monday, February 2, 2009

The Best That I Can Do

No picture here besides the one painted in the lyrics.  This is a recently completed song about being far away from home, from where your heart is.  Though "The Best That I Can Do" involves a relationship, the idea reminds me a bit of Jason's situation.  I got to thinking how hard it would be to pick up and leave everything, the only things, you've ever known.  That's not to say I don't see the glorious upside, I am after all, very nomadic by nature, but no one ever said change was easy.  Part of what drives me now is wanting to make it so as to validate Jason's risk.  He is passionate (sometimes defensive!) about music and I deeply respect and appreciate that.  This is how I might feel if I picked up moved far away, leaving someone I care about far behind.

The Best That I Can Do

Susanna I woke up late again today
There just ain't nothing getting me out of bed
It hurts sometimes to open my eyes
As wide and bright as yours
The things I cannot face head on
I prefer through this blur
And thats the truth, Ma
Thats the best that I can do

Maybe you'll be there if I do come back
Maybe you won't though, I'll just count on that
I know it gets real hard
I know that weight ain't light
Believe me if I could I would
Be with you every night
And you've not been true
But thats the best that you can do

Lady her hair hangs down, her lips I long to touch
As lonesome as I have been, I need it just as much
In my heart our love is strong
In my mind it fades
Lady says that you're the one
Who brings to me this pain
And yes that sounds true
Or I'm the best that she can do

Farewell I wish you love, if you should care to find
Your face is but a picture babe, a memory fair and fine
I won't be coming home
You won't be losing sleep
There is no use to try no more
No secrets for to keep
And all thats good, Ma
That's the best that we can do