This originally was a tune I came up with years ago. This rough recording is me adding a second guitar and a bridge to the original. Kate prompted me to record it after hearing the bridge, and I came up with the second part while listening to the first cut.
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I was hesitant to record this. With encouragement from Kate, I decided to stop being a baby and make a rough recording using GarageBand on my MacBook Pro.
It might not be important to some, but it is to me. I was approached via flickr by a Schmap representative about one of my Korean War Veteran’s Memorial pictures for possible inclusion in their upcoming guide. In the message they sent a month ago was a link for me to click on and give them authorization to add my picture to the short list of other candidates. I received a message today saying that it was approved. The message also included a link to its location online, and the page with the picture gave me credit for it.
A hesitant sun unevenly sets in a blanketed orange haze;
Punctuating taillight streamers, the starting line of hell draws near.
Shunned, isolated, alone, my island of solitude
Awaits the hurricane of self-destruction.
Dizzy eyes roll; whirling room a precursor for what’s to come.
Agitation dissipates, my naked body cloaked in candlelight,
A cowering freak seeking solace on the cold welcoming floor,
Happily drowning in the peace of mind I yearn for.
My head swimming with reckless abandon
Forgotten minutes pass as I crash on the rocks of reality
Unreliable drive, facing tormentors for a suicidal hourly wage,
A cycle of judgment begins anew.
Each minute a stepping stone to a pseudo desire
Staring down the barrel of a one-eighty of regret.
A hesitant sun unevenly sets in a blanketed orange haze;
My island of solitude awaits the hurricane of self-destruction.
Punctuating taillight streamers, the starting line of hell draws near.
Shunned, isolated, alone, my island of solitude
Awaits the hurricane of self-destruction.
Dizzy eyes roll; whirling room a precursor for what’s to come.
Agitation dissipates, my naked body cloaked in candlelight,
A cowering freak seeking solace on the cold welcoming floor,
Happily drowning in the peace of mind I yearn for.
My head swimming with reckless abandon
Forgotten minutes pass as I crash on the rocks of reality
Unreliable drive, facing tormentors for a suicidal hourly wage,
A cycle of judgment begins anew.
Each minute a stepping stone to a pseudo desire
Staring down the barrel of a one-eighty of regret.
A hesitant sun unevenly sets in a blanketed orange haze;
My island of solitude awaits the hurricane of self-destruction.
Devoured by darkness, the small town settles into the bosom of night
Rabid raindrops thunder for my demise, liquified scavengers prancing about
Startled, the monstrous furnace roar commands, time frozen by fright
A discordant rasp grows deafening, amplified disgust of the forgotten phonograph
My slumber disturbed by the dank tentacles of unwelcome fear
Disruptive applause from the now flooded porch, shutters slam a perfunctory bow
An alarmed shriek escapes, the hairs on the nape of my neck stand tall
Chimerical sleep, an elusive legendary nocturnal creature
While eyes ache from widened cautious bewilderment
Now paranoid insomniac cowering from imaginary fear; good night!
Rabid raindrops thunder for my demise, liquified scavengers prancing about
Startled, the monstrous furnace roar commands, time frozen by fright
A discordant rasp grows deafening, amplified disgust of the forgotten phonograph
My slumber disturbed by the dank tentacles of unwelcome fear
Disruptive applause from the now flooded porch, shutters slam a perfunctory bow
An alarmed shriek escapes, the hairs on the nape of my neck stand tall
Chimerical sleep, an elusive legendary nocturnal creature
While eyes ache from widened cautious bewilderment
Now paranoid insomniac cowering from imaginary fear; good night!
