Song of the Week #17

I've got nothing. I'm not looking forward to being 25, but everyone already knows that.

Blocked

In a moment of weakness I forget how to think
not that I'm not trying, just there isn't a thing.

Song of the Week #16

This song is in F#. When you don't play guitar all that often, just randomly playing in F# for a whole day really does a number on your fingers.

Get It Right (This Time)

Singing on this couch alone
Guess there's no one listening
And this time I call my own
Convenient Definition
The TVs on
It just fills the space
Don't pay attention
It can't say the right things

I saw a life lived all alone
Don't need explanations
Doesn't really need a home
When there's nothing waiting
Sure the space is filled
With some forgettable things
You'd give it all away
For a little meaning

And we try to get it right this time.