Its Getting Late (Songwriting Draft)

drorkessler

[this is the first recording I have made of this new song - on my iPhone - just as the words were taking share. Hope to recorded a more robust version for the next RPM. Enjoy folks!]

It’s getting late
Oh, but not too late
To fall in love
To loose it all, to forget
Your sense of self
Your memories, regrets
Are welcomed here …
Just come-on near

Your very best
Has yet to come, just get undressed
Put on your cat suite
Hit the streets, you know the rest
Will follow on without a plan
You see …
The world’s at your command
It understands

(that) When you’re searching for the sun
Every trick you pull is like a gun
When you know the race has run
The only one left standing is your son
… he’s the one

All the joy
Every moment that you had
Has taught the boy
Things he will never learn on TED
To light a fire
Collect some wood
Take shelter, cook some food …
To know he’s good

(’cause) When you’re searching for the sun
Every trick you pull is like a gun
When you know the race has run
The only one left standing is your son
… he’s the one

Sober or drunk dead
Stoned or crazy in the head
Never be afraid
To sing this song
To tell his praise …
To be amazed

(’cause) When you’re searching for the sun …