Without You
This one has been sitting on my desktop un-recorded for a couple weeks now. Download it here.
I’d like to do a little more with the song, as far as instrumentation goes, but I hadn’t thought anything through with it yet so I’m just posting this as is. If you like my music, consider helping me out by checking out my sponsors.
You were my bad news girl
You had big pockets
You kept them all filled up
Right to the brim
So simple I felt when I touched you
That you could reach me
You were the last ditch song
I had to shout
You were a neverending segment
In an old variety play
You were a masterpiece of quilt
I will never see complete
You wished for what I could mend
But you turned me down in the end
You were a classic silent movie
And I was your moment of peace
You held my hand to the end
Then you swept me under the door
I kept my grip on the air
Right through to you
If else was in the In crowd
Then I would be the one
You were the last tried method
I would try
You were my holy moment
You held thick punches
You were a large dossier
Of possible fights
I couldn’t end up with a glass
So you glassed me up tight
With a hole in the lid
I’m coming up
For light