What can I say? I'm in a crazy mood. So here for the very first time on Infinite Possiblogities I've decided to post something...duh, duh, DUUUUUH!...creative. That's right after a year or so of taking the piss and criticising I've decided that I will start putting personal, creative writing and the like on my blog. I wouldn't expect mountains of the stuff, but here's just one example of a song that I wrote a few years back. For the record, I do indeed have accompanying music for it but I don't have the means to record it right now...maybe later if you really want? Anyway, it's a song called "Or Should I?" and of all the songs I've written over the years I have always felt that this one is really the most self-reflective. It's about confusion, a desire to save people and features big fat obvious references to J.D. Salinger's The Catcher in the Rye. I also like how the song title seems to reflect my reservations about posting such things on my blog and making myself vulnerable to criticism. Anyway, here it is.
Or Should I?
One day I wondered if I
Could be your saviour
But with these nails in my hands
How could I catch you?
Desire leads me to believe
It will be ok
I don't think I can save anyone
Anyway
I thought what I'd do was
I'd pretend I was one of those deaf mutes
Then I could save lives and dodge the truth
and then I'd never have to listen to your bullshit
What I wanted to be
I wanted to be your catcher in the rye
What I really wanted to be
I wanted to be your catcher in the rye
But I don't dare
and life's not fair
No I don't dare
Then I wrote them all some words
to remember me by
It seems I cannot fix it
I cannot put it right
These trends have led to deduce
that nothing matters
But then I became haunted
by your eternal sadness
I know you'll think it's crazy
what I did
I got myself a gun and a catcher's mit
I swear if I could I would
For you
What I really wanted to be
I wanted to be your catcher in the rye
What I thought I'd be
I'd be silent, or should I?
But I don't dare
and life's not fair
No I don't dare
If you believe that I can catch you
then you will be in my arms after the fall
If you believe that I can save you
then I will do my best lest your trust be misplaced
If you believe that I can catch you
Then you will be in my arms tonight
and if you believe that I am the catcher in the rye
Then I will wait for you here at the bottom in case you fall.
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