Here is a song I wrote a long ass time ago but it is still one of my faves. I need to write more stuff like this. Enjoy. Fun times.

Song, song, song.

I am aware at this point that the only person listening to my music is my son. Lol. I am ok with this. And I’m not gonna stop posting. I’m a bit like Michael Scott when Pam told him to stop dating her mom. Or John Locke on Lost. I’ve always been a bit stubborn.

So anyway… I wrote the song below a while back. I don’t actually know when. But I was flipping through my current songbook this morning and wanted to throw it up here. Warning: the video is long because I talk a lot. *Shocker*

It’s a song. Ending leaves something to be desired. Chose a key a little too high for me maybe. But until I have more time… (I have virtually none right now so why in the hell am I cobbling together first drafts of songs?)

Anyway… and away… she… goes…

It’s crumbling
That old farmhouse
The one where I thought I’d die
Awning – sagging
Windows – broken
Plumbing – leaking
I keep propping it up
Boarding them over
And mopping, mopping, mopping
But it’s useless
It’s just collapsing
And all I can do is watch
And it hurts
Because I wanted to save you
To save us
To save me
But you’ve been dead for such a long time
I wanted you to live
But you just wanted to die
You said to look for you in the garden
But I keep finding you in other people
In myself
You shouldn’t have asked me for help
So many times
I was just a little girl
And now all I know how to do is help
And I can’t save you
I can’t save them
I can’t save the farmhouse
But if I leave now
If I leave right now
I can still save myself