I’m throwing myself up against the wall, against the wall, against the wall
I’m looking for a way to break my fall, break my fall, and that’s not all
There was a time when time moved slow
But, we’re out of time, there is no time,
I’ve told you everything, so now you know, now you know, now you know…
I’m looking for a place to place my dreams, to hold my dreams, to stow my dreams
I’m washing my hands of all those dreams, my foolish schemes, bye bye dreams, bye, bye dreams
I’m looking for a place to make my bed, to bake some bread, to lay my head
Looking for a place to lay my head, lay my head, and that’s not all…
There was a time when time moved fast
Deep inside, now worlds collide and so it seems, that time has passed, time has passed, the time has passed…
I’m bringing myself up to the ledge, up to the ledge, right near the edge
I feel like I could disappear, disappear, disappear… but it’s not clear…
I wonder what is left that I can
When I said the words I said, I believed it all was true
I can’t get through… what’s left to do?
I’m throwing myself up against the wall.
credits
from Brooklyn Bastards,
track released November 4, 2014
www.donkees.org - arranged by Les Donkees: Canelle Boughton (sax), Travis Calvert (sax), Doug Fischer (trombone), Louie Fleck (vocals, producer), Max Letaconnoux (bass), Granville Mullings, Jr. (drums), Andrew Van Dusen (guitar), Robert Wood (banjo, organ)
Composer, Engineer, Producer, Bassist, Guitarist and one-finger keyboard player! He has played in numerous bands, written musicals, composed sound design for film and theater.