Like I say in the video, Tuesdays are by far my hardest days for this challenge. I wrote this in 45 minutes earlier -- taking literally the first idea I had and making it work.
When I finished I didn't like how much it ended up teetering on suicide, because it's not about that really at all. It's more about how it's basically impossible to succeed on your own.
Giving it a few hours then recording it just now, it seems a lot better -- and that OFTEN happens with my songs. If I hate it right after I write it, it has a good chance of ending up being one of my favorites, and this one does have a lot of great things in it, it just has a little more whiny/depressy/woe is me initial meaning than I wanted. We'll see how it grows on me.
I really look forward to the comments on this one!
It wasn't calling for fire It was actually calling for rain So the best case for us now is smoke And that's pretty insane The flames are getting higher and higher And my disgust is just fading to pain So is this when I should give up on hope? What do I blame? Is it easier to die than to hold on? Facing these visions of life without me I once believed I'd be the phoenix, rising from the flames, but I no longer know Who am I to be the one to save me anyway I didn't die in the fire But I don't have myself to blame I was just somehow safe when I woke And that's pretty insane I was getting old and getting tired So focused on only the pain But some intensity got stoked And here I remain It can seem easier to die than to hold on Save for the visions of life without me I don't need to be the phoenix, rising from the flames, but I still need to know Who'd ever want to save me anyway I dn't need to be remembered, I've seen that place before, and I guess that means I know Who'd ever want to save me anyway