the battle's just begun the war i keep inside

i'll keep it secret from you,  

keep it for myself

 

and when you're out of sight is when

my life begins,

i'll keep it secret from you,

keep it for myself

 

the more i hide from you, the more i keep inside

i'll keep a secret from you,

keep it for myself

 

and when i'm all alone

is when my life begins

i'll keep a secret from you,

keep it for myself

Yo, first time doing something like this, hope to try more of this later.

Message in a bottle, I hope it's real

Been a long time since there was something I could feel

Got a lot of regrets, but no apologies

My past is enough to fill ten anthologies

 

Message in a bottle, are you the one?

I'm too wasted to know when I'm even done

Wrote it all in ink, till I couldn't even think and I

Flushed it down the dirty kitchen sink 'cause I

 

Don't know what to do anymore or anyhow

Seems like we're all waiting forever for the here and now

But tomorrow never comes, it's always the same deal

Lock yourself in your room until the world heals

 

Sick, they're dying out there in the streets

But we can't even bother to try and make ends meet

Home alone with my phone, throw me a bone, 'cause I

Can't do this on my own, I'm no Sylvester Stallone

 

Maybe tomorrow I'll have the strength to go on...

Message in a bottle, I'll keep it close till I'm gone...

 

Message in a bottle, I hope it's true

Tell me it's alright, tell me what to do

You always said to stay strong, to get along, but they

Say I'm wrong and the road is just too long and I

 

Have enough trouble trying to fall asleep at night

Can't seem to stop worrying about the world's plight

Our race is a blight it's a terrible sight how they

Seem to delight in causing us fright out of spite

 

Message in a bottle, please take me away

I'm out of my element here, I feel like I'm prey

Kids on the internet, they're fueling flames as I

Stay indoors and play my video games, but I

 

now I can't stay complacent, can't move on

The terror is adjacent, right outside my lawn

I testify, amplify, claim to rectify

But I lie, 'cause in the end I'm just another guy

 

Maybe tomorrow I'll have the strength to go on...

Message in a bottle, I'll keep it close till I'm gone...

am tired

[verse]
Distant relationships are a toil and a pain to the heart

I start to forget your face every second that we are apart

I feel so compelled to reach you, and feel your presence again

But all that I got right here is some paper and a pen to write you

[chorus]

Back and forth

Grab a pen and send me a letter, baby

Write me back

Let me know as soon as you can, my dear

Jot it down

You can go and send me a letter, baby

Please reply

Go to send a message and send it fast

[verse]

So to my relief I find it, your warm and sunny reply

and though it seems energetic I hang my head back and sigh

Its not quite the same without you here in the flesh and with me

But just for the moment Ill keep my pen pal stationary to write you

[bridge]

Penmanship can reveal such character

Lines that go on and on, no editor

Grammar so slight, and careless structuring

Fretting on every word, as it goes

is the typo in the title an accident?

or was it intentional

DUN DUN DUN

In a place

You were before

In a time

I knew no more

You threw a note

Into the sea

Leaving time

For you and me

solo ad libbed ENJOY

Uncle Rego's Reverbed Accordion (this was streamed lol)

Should've known better than to try to sing before coming up with a melody

Hear these walls

What do they say?

Scenes of shock, scenes of sadness

Blocking the waves from curious ears

If walls had ears

What would they hear?

 

If written down

What hurt would be known?

 

 

Look at these walls

What have they seen?

Tears of hurt, eyes of sorrow

Blocking the light from wondering eyes

If walls had eyes

What would they see?

 

If written down

What hurt would be known?

 

 

Why did I not notice you?

But instead I listened idly by

My regret is that I did not help you

I just closed my eyes.

tried something different this week

wow vocals are so much easier to work with when you don't have to make them yourself

Yeah, i think i went too loud on this one.

That's Mixing for ya lol

I found this track tightly wound up and wedged between some bricks in a wall. It fell apart as I tried to extract it from it's masonry prison. I took the tattered fragments and lovingly reassembled them. Most things don't go back together undamaged.

Writing is weird!

You leave a message, hoping that the future will be brighter and clearer than the present.