
作词 : adam youngman
作曲 : adam youngman
So
What's the point in
Writing songs when I don't have
A story to tell
Words without meaning might send me to hell
So
How do I cope
When my only outlet
Is writing these songs
Buy my pen and paper
Just won't play along
Now I'm stuck in a rut
Waiting around for my heart to tell me
You could make this a sound but I'm straight out of luck
There's nothing of meaning down here
Down here
So
I gotta get out
Climb this mountain of doubt
That lies before me
A few more steps and I might just be free
So
When I get out
I might finally find my
Lost clarity, and then bore you all with my
Six track EP
I'll be free from the rut
Running around for my SM7B
To capture these sounds and I'll
Layer them up
And send them all out to your ears
So
Please let me know
If you're singing along to my
Dumb little song
It might fill it with meaning
And bring me along