I wrote this song when l was having one of those moments when everything that could go wrong did go wrong and all at the one time, cheezzz.
rock
country
roots
rockabilly
swing
jimnazzstix
Story behind the song
Originally, l wrote this song for a steel string Acoustic guitar and solo vocal but it morphed into what it is now, not saying that it will evolve even further, it may subtract again.
Lyrics
Seems like time is just drifting by
Like white clouds on a windy sky
Like tall ships in a raging sea
Broken down but still running free
Struggling on
Hands are weary muscles torn
Still getting up at the crack of dawn
I saw my father do the same
He saw his and so it remains
Struggling on
Oh l still remember those golden days
Those sun drenched beaches and those crashing waves
Waves of resistance against the grain
But l've still got desires l'll be back again
Struggling on
Solo
l think it's time now to take a break
From this godforsaken book of hate
But l know now from these broken dreams
We're all caught up in this grinding machine
Struggling on