This is the first song in what I hope to be a new project called "Sunday Songs," which is pretty much exactly what it sounds like. I'd like to post a new original song every Sunday, assuming I can curb this writers blog. Since I'm fitting writing and recording these songs sometime during my week, these songs are far from polished. This first song for example was written and recorded in the span of four hours yesterday.
Perhaps this is a bit of a grim note to start this project on. "A Memory to the Coast" was written initially in an attempt to strip down to a more basic style of writing, more melodically driven, but it got out of hand pretty quick. It's a rough mix and the vocal tracks are very rough, but try to look past the shaky performance and let me know what you think. Here's the lyrics for you:
All my friends are at the strip clubs getting high
and I can't bring myself to smoke
Sitting home I feel like I am getting sick
I'm drifting off all alone
Coz' everytime your out the demons beat my head
Chain me to a safe and drop me in the seaEach time I get closer to running out of air
But look into the water and find me there
Just take a breath, you'll fight them off again
Every step you take, farther from the wavesDon't look away, we'll take you somewhere safe
Just close your eyes, it's time to take a break
But everytime I leave demons kick my head
Leave me to the water to amount to nothing moreA memory to the coast I cannot bare
Just look into the water and see me there
