This is the third and final song Phil & I wrote together. We didn't quite finish it that day, so I had to on my own. The goal was to write another love song, but, like much of the things he & I write, it fell into more of a deeper/darker story.
This is, I think, an examination into psychosis and maybe a more Pink-Floyd-esque way of expressing how the world can often drive people away from themselves.
I like it, but, like much of FAWM, time will tell where this song ends up in my personal rankings.
Six songs for 7 days now ... hopefully I can catch up tomorrow (or I may just go through to March 1st, depending if I get that kind of motivation/inspiration).
Of all the girls I've ever known You're the only one who feels like home Though sometimes I find myself there all alone And of the feelings that I've sown It's the lonely ones that seem to've grown And I can't tend this garden on my own Of the realities I chose It's the phony one that healed me most And deep into that darkness I dove And it revealed the tale the malefactors wrote Braiding curiosity They sought to climb straight up to heaven on that rope So they could see ... The worlds I've ever known Can any ever bring me home? The worlds I've ever known Can any ever bring me home? The worlds I've ever known Can any ever bring me home? The worlds I've ever known Can any ever bring me home?