New Song. About the sirens I hear in class at Greenville. On the upcoming Pedalboy CD tentatively titled “CONRAD.”
Verses:
Sirens in a small town
Only can mean one thing:
Some old man
Is meeting his end.
This winter’s getting so long,
Ice to water, snow white to brown.
And age is a virtue
That will let you down.
Chorus:
Time can do you wrong.
You think you’ve got so long.
But each moment that passes
Doesn’t look back.
Verses:
Life is like a string quartet,
Listen while the beauty lasts.
When its over
is there an encore?
“Have a bit of this fruit,” she says,
“Apples are good for you,” she said.
My ugly insides are showing.
“That’s the price of, the price of knowing.”
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4 Comments
man… i’m so frustrated that you’re ultimately cooler than I am.
hope you had a great christmas!
Thanks Joel. You’re ultimately warmer than I am.
I did have a great christmas (even though a few cds are still on the way, amazon.com got delayed….) Hope you had a great Christmas too, see you soon.
I’m kind of upset that you (Matt) are cooler than I am too! MAN!
I really liked the lyrics to this, I can really relate. We had a man die at the nursing home I work at on Christmas Eve. Life is short, yet precious…
Shoot what a depressing thing to write on Christmas. I didn’t realize that it was the 25th when I wrote it. Oh well life is funny like that.
If you want to hear the scratch demo of this song for the HOUSE project, go to http://www.myspace.com/house and it will be up there until we upload a more finished version once it gets more finished. So get it while the getting’s good.
-matt