Sax solo at the end.
Some people are all talk when it's just that simple...Pull the Plug.
Singer/songwriter, Acoustic guitar, electric fills, little saxophone, I do them all
Story behind the song
This is a song about a good friend of mine and my mother. That's all I'm going to say about what it means.
I had all of the chords and even the title before I sat down and did any of the lyrics. The outro with the sax solo was actually never meant to be, for some reason I kept strumming when the song originally ended and I hadn't played my sax in 8 months so I decided it would be a nice addition.
I was lying in bed trying to go to sleep when I heard the intro to the song in my head I then rolled out of bed, figured out the notes so I wouldn't forget it in the morning and that was that.
Listen closely and you can hear my sax hitting the mic during the solo two times but I was too lazy to do it again! Also I wanted to put the bassline throughout the whole song but my software/soundcard couldn't handle all the tracks. I sang like 4 different vocals for the chorus alone!
Written in January 2004
Lyrics
Here’s a tear for all the times I’ve cried but you’ve cried more
And it’s sad that he’s so bad but you’ve learned to deal
You’ve learned to act and you’ve learned to feel
Here’s a tear for all the times you’ve lied cause you’re ashamed
Of the way you live and play your role when you should be thinking of that little girl
She used to run barefoot on the sidewalk, smiling in the sun
She was free and young but one day she wouldn’t ever see anyone
You said, “It’s not so bad, I’ll deal with that”
But have you seen that little girl?
Her face is pale, her body’s cold, her eyes are closed
Her family stares as they force fake air and blood through her lifeless body
It is time to pull the plug
Let yourself fly away
Here’s a tear for all the times you’ve fought and came to me
Cause you know I’m there to loose versus you and with him you’ll never win
Here’s a tear and I got no more but I know what you’ll need it for
You will cry again as your life is destroyed but you should be thinking of that little boy
He used to catch big fireflies in a jar but a car rolled through
On the grass that night despite of the light that he collected to aid his life
You said, “It’s not so bad, I’ll deal with that”
But have you seen that little boy?
His body’s now older than his mind will ever be and he sleeps peacefully
But he’s trapped inside and he’ll never be alive until you do it
It is time to pull the plug
Let yourself fly away
