The next project

Just a little update here:

I'm getting kind of excited about writing again and have decided that the next project I do (hopefully to be started in the next couple of months) is going to be a more acoustic one dealing with my own depression, existential issues, and faith and doubt. I've got a few songs that I haven't really worked up completely yet that fit in well and several more in the works. Here's a couple of sample lyrics to give you the basic idea:

Down Again

It used to be so easy

You used to be so near

I used to be so certain

Everything so clear

I used to drink the water

You turned into wine

I used to seek after

Everything divine

And in your kiss such bliss

I never noticed it

I never noticed when

I stopped letting you in

It used to come so easy

But not anymore

If doubt is such a hindrance

To be abhorred

Then why is it so easy

And believing so hard

When you aren't speaking

Anymore

But when it hit, such bliss

I never noticed it

I never noticed when

I stopped letting you in

I can't dream

If I can't sleep

And I can't fall down on my knees

I can't breathe

I can't weep

I can't lay down at your feet

I can't dream

If I can't sleep

And I can't fall down on my knees

I can't breathe I can't weep

I can't fall before you now

I can't stand to let you down again

Faith can move a mountain

And help the blind to see

I know that it can counter

A little inquiry

Does it exist, this bliss?

I've never noticed it

I never noticed when

I stopped letting you in

Washed Away

The demons of regret
That never turned into remorse
The demons of your past
Are washed away

The demons of the second chance
And of the third and of the fourth
The demons of the wayward glance
Are washed away

They're washed away

The demons that you can't forget
That kick you when you're down
The demons of “I blew my chance”
Are washed away

The demons of the parting blow
Of the pride and of the shame
The demons of the all time low
Are washed away

They're washed away

The demons of the one night stands
And all the nights away from home
The demons of the next
Are washed away

The demons of debauchery
And the butts and bottles on the floor
The demons of lament
Are washed away

They're washed away

Perspective

Every day a marathon

Every year a sprint

Time has lost perspective

Wonder where it went

Chasing dreams to make my own

Pushing cubes into round holes

The rats are racing off the road

And leaving pot holes

Another day another dream

Drifts away from memory

Awake to find eternity

Is wasted on the young

Chasing rabbits down their holes

It's time to see how far this goes

And like a flower in a vase

There are no roots to save us

Every chance for destiny

Drowns in mediocrity

The chips were cashed in long ago

Time to pay the tab

To throw good fortune after bad

Cannot rekindle what we had

While time could mend your broken dreams

It also breaks them

We just wrote the opening line

But that's the thing with time

While you're not watching where it goes

It's gone

Every day a marathon

Every year a sprint

Time has lost perspective

Wonder where it went