Acoustic Indie Folk Rock
acoustic indie folk rock that is genuine and heartfelt...doubt, fear and love.
Story behind the song
seeing someone give up on everything that they have and just falling into a funk that they either can't or don't want to get out of.
Lyrics
killing time....by Seth Richardson
Holding onto hands that are letting go
Doesn’t make much sense
Not to me
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no ,no not to me
Losing grip and falling short
Severing ties with dream
Seems to be the means
Oh, the means to an end
All these, days I count go by
I sit and wonder why
You gave up on yourself
Man, why you give up on yourself
CAUSE I CANNOT EXPLAIN
NOR DO I KNOW WHY
WHEN YOU GIVE UP ON YOUR DREAMS
ALL THAT’S LEFT IS TIME TO DIE
AND I CANNOT EXPLAIN
NOR DO I KNOW WHY
WHEN YOU GIVE UP ON YOUR DREAMS
YOU’RE JUST KILLING TIME UNTIL YOU DIE
Broken windows buying time
Jagged edges casting shadows of doubt
On the floors of my mind
It’s like a prophet who once said,
“We reap what we sow...”
Giving up is giving in
Oh, giving up is giving in
All these days, I count go by
I sit and wonder why
You gave up on yourself
Man, why you give up on yourself
CHORUS
BRIDGE/ENDING
