It's one of those compact discs from the 90's. The casing is all cardboard, so as to limit the amount of plastic used, and it features the artwork of Chris Hanmer, Mario Di Sandro, and Michelle Robertson!
Includes unlimited streaming of On My Way
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I originally titled this song Buried Dreams, which reflected my limited perspective while in the midst of transition. I have to credit Ryan Clark for suggesting On My Way as a far better alternative.
Should I leave San Francisco what bridges would I burn?
Would Golden Gates close on me if I did return?
I hear the road a-callin', a crossroads in the breeze,
a teary-eyed farewell to my West Coast fantasy.
Should you leave me darling, will I find my way?
Without you I'm a stranger stumbling through my days.
I'd rather have you gone than a crutch on which to lean,
there ain't no use in lying as we'd be chasing buried dreams.
Well I got a little lazy, I fell into a slump,
now I must be on my way.
I played it safe and now I see
that I'm too young to have one place that I call home.
Time is pressing on me, always on my back,
his hand upon my shoulder, his breath upon my neck.
And I can't seem to keep up, no matter how I try,
stuck inside my own shoes as the world it rolls on by.
Head out to the East Coast and catch a jet to Spain
with the hope some traveling might help to clear my brain.
They say trial, tribulation, without it comes stagnation
and you'll cease to chase those buried dreams.
Maybe I'm just running, but what else can we do
but feel our way out blindly and keep on passing through?
Well life keeps getting harder, someone's got it worse,
and what is happiness without a little blood and thirst?
Oh universal heartache, a friend misunderstood,
without you I'm a blind man wasting all that's good.
Your tactics are unrivaled in helping me to see
when to cease chasing buried dreams.
Now I'm trudging though the mire
and thankful for the sun
'cause today's another day,
and time is just a gift we get to borrow for a while.