One of my first full songs written (music and lyrics) and one of my first recorded
Won’t you stand up straight
And see the mess that you’ve made
I had it all figured out
Until you put on your little charade
Since I fell down
It seems that I forgot how to walk
Since you came around
It seems I forgot how to talk
I’m not sure that I really know how to live on my own
I’ve come to rely on a bird that has never flown
Tragedy lies
beneath your brown eyes I can tell you
Why I should try
To make you realize I can’t tell you
You’re not tied to the tracks
So why turn your back on your future
Just listen to the sound
Let music paint you a picture
There’s so much to say
About the way that you left your hometown
You said you would stay
If you knew a way to hide your frown
Does it make you depressed
When you think about my depression?
Forget the oppressed
They don’t have to feel your oppression
Don’t you think it could be so much better?
Don’t you think you might take off your sweater?
It’s warmer inside right now, we’re not really sure quite how
But love can be found like a hole in the ground you fell into