It's been over a week since my last post. But, if that's not long enough, please forgive me; it's been 2 years since I wrote anything, and now I've written my second song in a week.
Curious to know what you think.
The music is sort of an upbeat Tin Pan Alley pop thing with jazz chords and such.
Demo video here so that you can hear the rhythms:
“This Ain’t No Race”1.
Well I’ve been tied up
Now I’m tied down
And I’m tangled up in knots
But you know, it ain’t the worst place I could be
‘Cause I’ve been busted up
And broken down
And lost everything I’d got
But now I’ve got someone to share their debt with me
2.
Well, I owe a lot
She owes a lot
And we’re never catching up
But I’ve never felt the need to save my face
We know we can’t keep up
To what we’ve never caught
And, besides it’s way too late
But now we’re old enough to know this ain’t no race
(bridge)
The Jones’ were born with spoons in their mouths
And they could pay for their head starts
And their daddies all put rockets on their backs
But we could barely pay the entry fee
So when the gun went off
We were left behind—at the back of the pack…
3.
And now we can’t keep up
To what we’ve never caught
And, besides it’s way too late
But now we’re old enough to know this ain’t no race
Oh yeah, we're old enough to know this ain't no race.