Song I wrote for a class. There are no effects in this song, just pure voice and Uke how I sang and how I played. It’s pretty much live, except I sing harmonies to myself, which I can’t do live, obviously.
“The Great Perhaps” (lyrics from the novel Looking for Alaska by John Green)
for optimal listening- put yo headphones in :)
The Romantic Dogs
Back then, I’d reached the age of twenty
and I was crazy.
I’d lost a country
but won a dream.
As long as I had that dream
nothing else mattered.
Not working, not praying
not studying in morning light
along side the romantic dogs.
And the dream lived in the void of my spirit.
A wooden bedroom,
cloaked in half-light,
deep in the lungs of the tropics.
And sometimes I’d retreat inside myself
and visit the dream: a statue etenalized
in liquid thoughts,
a white worm writhing
A runaway love.
A dream within another dream.
And the nightmare telling me: you will grow up
You’ll leave behind the images of pain and of the labyrinth
and you’ll forget.
But back then, growing up would have been a crime.
I’m here, I said, with the romantic dogs
and here I’m going to stay.
— Roberto Bolaño
Officially finished the last written assignment of my undergrad! Huzzah! And only 10 minutes after the deadline. Good job me, good job.