Sounds and Signals - Original Song

Here's a tune I wrote a few years ago and finally got around to recording.

I'm uploading this is in the spirit of making the leap of faith it takes to finish and share creative projects instead of allowing them to remain perpetual works in progress.

I'm still getting the hang of sound mixing and post-production, so please forgive the amateur sound mix.

Lyrics:

I don’t need to hear that Shakespeare
wrote King Lear when he was
stuck inside like me right now
I’m doing what I can

been drawing pictures of the places where I’ve lived
from broken memories and times like these
I feel battered and broken down by four o’clock

In the afternoon
I go for a walk outside cause the weather’s fine
and I always find that the slices of life
remind me that I’m not alone

feeling kinda low and binging tv shows
from the 1990s, and looking behind me
falling victim again to the gravity of better days

I’m just a stranger in a strange land learning what I need to know
I’m just a stranger in a strange land wondering where I need to go

staring at my shoes I’ve got these street light blues again
shoe gazing remedies and uttering obscenities
following me home and wherever I go
I can’t shake them
(I can’t shake them)

swimming in the deep end of misinformation
sounds and signals, and vacation
dreams are keeping me awake at night

how can I sleep among
all this noise and fury, malice
blatant disregard for balance
take some time, breathe in, and figure it out

My inner critic has my number
He’s got my keys and he won’t leave
No restraining order can keep away crippling self-doubt

I’ve been writing down my thoughts so they won’t escape me
Lately these dark horses chasing me
are scattering and grazing in the grass

Been spending less time worrying about the details
And spending less money on therapeutic retail
I still trip but I’ve learned how not to fall

after all
I’m just a stranger in a strange land learning what I need to know
I’m just a stranger in a strange land wondering where I need to go

The storefront’s changing hands again
the dancers rhythm blends right in
to the mural on the wall that no one sees

All these
Errors and miscalculations
drastic underestimations
leading me astray down a crooked path

Do the math,
A calculated course-correction
Arrived at by deep introspection
I’m trying to keep in mind the reasons why

I’m just a stranger in a strange land learning what I need to know
I’m just a stranger in a strange land wondering where I need to go