Song: A Song For Me

Album: Within The War Without Without The War Within
Track: #9

"A Song For Me" Album Cut

Recorded: February 9, 2012
Length: 3:25
Instrumentation: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Sibelius (Panflute, Drumset, Cocoa Bean Shaker, Upright Bass)

Lyrics

I wrote a letter to myself, myself the day that I was born
I wrote of the disaster that'd come
I thought if I could warn me I'd be able to break free
And not evolve so disappointedly

But what's surreal's I wrote me back, with the purest wisdom of a child
An oblivion to help to guide the meek
Back then my life ahead of me, I said you're spoiling it please
It's poetry from you not meant for me, I said

Now I've asked you once not to write this song for me
But the words are here before me like a dream
Your melody shows to me your greatest childhood memories
That I have not yet known, I guess that one day I will know

Those words hit home, if only I had clearly seen
Reality like that will start to bleed
I must have carried with me, that drive to carry on
Just simply to see something new to me

And those thoughts must still be with me, deep down in my insanity
They probably come to me in my dreams
If I could step away from me, give my unbiased sympathy
Let it go and change what you will be, I'd say

I've asked you twice not to write this song for me
And I admit myself, I can't escape its melody
It brings back to me my purest childhood memory
When I was not alone, I wish you could have known

To those I've left behind this day I'd like to say goodbye
If only to pass on this legacy
There's a time for reflection and a time for strategy
And both have come to pass for me

I wish that I could ask you not to write this song for me
Such a nefarious dichotomy
Still maybe it can bring to you those childhood memories
That you could not have known, but I wish you could have known

I wrote a letter to myself, myself the day that I was born
I hope the day I read it never comes