Meditation of Regret
Here I am in the golden hour
I watch the shadows reach across the ground
And here I stand with a heavy heart
But I just stay silent among the evening sound
Guess I'll walk back up the street
Crunching all the fallen leaves
I was gonna drive to Denton to see about a girl
But that didn't pan out so I'm just home alone again
My life is a mediation of regret and indolence
Instead of working for my future I just wanna reach the end
But is it any way to live?
Something's got to give
Well I'm full of rage and I'm sunk with sorrow
Though I can't help but to laugh at this charade
Because as I age I can see the strings
Of this phony little show up on this stilted stage
I don't know how
But I wanna tear it all down
For nine years now I've been writing these
Solipsistic folk songs for myself
As if somehow they would ever lead to
Just a bit of understanding
Or any kind validation
Cos my desires are demanding
But I'm held back by hesitation
And when she returned my ring
I guess it all just fell apart
And now that I've lost everything
I don't even wanna restart
But I know the spiral won't turn backward
And I'm stuck here all the same
My spirit it is fractured
It seems I can never change
And I don't know many times before
I've sang this FUCKING message
But I can't do this anymore
I see the daylight's final vestige
Now another night is here
I wish I could disappear
O God if you hear me
Won't you please come be near me
I watch the shadows reach across the ground
And here I stand with a heavy heart
But I just stay silent among the evening sound
Guess I'll walk back up the street
Crunching all the fallen leaves
I was gonna drive to Denton to see about a girl
But that didn't pan out so I'm just home alone again
My life is a mediation of regret and indolence
Instead of working for my future I just wanna reach the end
But is it any way to live?
Something's got to give
Well I'm full of rage and I'm sunk with sorrow
Though I can't help but to laugh at this charade
Because as I age I can see the strings
Of this phony little show up on this stilted stage
I don't know how
But I wanna tear it all down
For nine years now I've been writing these
Solipsistic folk songs for myself
As if somehow they would ever lead to
Just a bit of understanding
Or any kind validation
Cos my desires are demanding
But I'm held back by hesitation
And when she returned my ring
I guess it all just fell apart
And now that I've lost everything
I don't even wanna restart
But I know the spiral won't turn backward
And I'm stuck here all the same
My spirit it is fractured
It seems I can never change
And I don't know many times before
I've sang this FUCKING message
But I can't do this anymore
I see the daylight's final vestige
Now another night is here
I wish I could disappear
O God if you hear me
Won't you please come be near me
Credits
Writer(s): Fernando Mackenzie
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