Time's up, hiding's over,
it was on the news, we are counting down,
It'd dark out, except blue screens,
and the hum of this fridge's louder than the whole town,
And you say, 'Declare your mission,"
Well, it's hard to rev up for a one woman show,
And it's all just intuition,
and I've been so wrong before.
I'm someplace lonely,
and it's hard to explain except to those who understand,
The weight's on my shoulders,
my heart is in shrouds and the reasons keep on giving,
and you say, "Count all your blessings,"
Well I guess I'm just the disattisfied type,
and you say,
"Look at your progress,"
but it's all just hype, it's all just hype.
And you say, "Declare your purpose,"
Well I would if I could, but I'm not really sure if this is real,
or just a rehearsal,
and the crowd that I want never shows..
Pack up my letters,
they were all pretty good but they are safer unsent,
There's no destination
that doesn't require some of your soul for rent.
from SOFT LIKE SNOW
track released December 6, 2016
Lyrics and music: Orit Shimoni
Production: Gogo Mamasweed
Francesco Tonial: Clarinet, additional piano
Ear Havin: Perucssion
Orit Shimoni: vocals, piano
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