I've never been too good,
At casual conversation.
About the latest name brands,
Or the state of the nation.
I don't know cars,
I don't follow the news.
But sometimes I get interested,
And I'm interested in you.
Let's take it to the point,
There's no coming back.
We won't get very far,
If you're holding back.
I'm holding my breath,
Ready to take us there.
I know it ain't easy,
When you don't come up for air.
Wading in the shallows,
Has never been for me.
Diving to the bottom,
Is where I need to be.
I’ve never felt the curse,
Of strangers saying I’m great.
And if sometimes I’ve had success,
It always comes late.
Just tell me how you feel,
Tell me what you're thinking.
Let's flip this boat,
And get our bodies sinking.
The deeper we go,
The pressure starts to build.
Try not to worry,
That someone might get killed.
I know it ain't romantic,
To always question why:
Or to see your lover cry.
Wading in the shallows,
Has never been for me.
Diving to the bottom,
Is where I need to be.
2 comments:
My wife was listening in while I played this. "What do you think?" I asked. "Not bad," she said. "Not bad" from my wife is a pretty good compliment.
Some pretty solid lyrics, and I like the guitar work at the end. But like my wife says, "It sounds the same throughout the whole song." You might want to consider adding a chorus or a refrain, or maybe a bridge ... something to break it up.
Next time you come to Toronto, we have to do some jamming.
“Not bad” sounds good to me! Definitely an unfinished idea more than a song. I was going for something like a southern juke joint type of jam, but my fingers got tired of playing the lick after a while. The repetition is meant to induce a trance of sorts. Wish I had the stamina to keep it going. We will definitely jam next time!
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