

There's a shift in the wind
heat coming off the coast
an ominous sign
I've seen a hundred times 

the water like glass
as far as I can see
the way it always is 
before high tides
take you for a tumble
Kinda like you and me

One minute we're gliding
the next we're sliding 
back into the things we always do 
is there a glimmer of hope
that will keep us in this boat ?
 It depends on the refraction
You're looking through


we're taking on water
buckets in full motion 
Is there a magic bullet
to stop this implosion?


Maybe we're both not doing
what we should
I don't know, I can't lie
but, it doesn't look good

Eyes scan the horizon
Looking for help 
There is none
and it's not coming 

[Verse 4]
We're drowning in a sea of doubt
Will we be  ok ?
or is this  the calm before the storm
Before everything is swept away ?

we're taking on water 
we're taking on water
buckets in full motion 

Is there a magic bullet
to stop this implosion?
It depends on the refraction
You're looking through

we're taking on water 
we're taking on water 


One minute we're gliding
the next we're sliding 
back into the things we always do 
is there a glimmer of hope
that will keep us in this boat?
It depends on the refraction
You're looking through


We're taking on water
buckets in full motion 
Is there a magic bullet
to stop this implosion?
It depends on the refraction
You're looking through

we're taking on water 
we're taking on water 

SHIFT

"John Denver wrote this song about a 1910 Gibson "F-hole" acoustic jazz guitar his grandmother gave him when he was 12 years old. This was the same guitar she used to play, and it became Denver's prized possession, as he learned to love music playing the instrument. Denver would often talk about the guitar in concert appearances and interviews, as it was such an important part of his development. He was living in Tucson, Arizona when he got the guitar, as his father, who was in the Air Force, was stationed there.
Denver was a shy kid, and was forced to move around a lot because his dad was in the military. He spent a lot of time listening to the radio and playing the guitar, learning to write songs along the way. When he was 13, his music teacher asked him to bring the guitar into class, which he did. After playing some songs for the class, he became much more accepted at the school.
John Denver died on October 12, 1997 and his body was cremated along with this same guitar. The remains were spread over the Rocky Mountains.
"This Old Guitar" first appeared on Denver's eighth album, Back Home Again, as the last track. It was never released as a single, but was one of his favorites; the song appears on many of his compilations and Denver often performed it live."                SongFacts

This Old Guitar - John Denver (Cover)

Got to be there

[Verse]  
Family sluggish like the day no weight to bear  
Motions slow and simple at the table they share  
Empty chair a ghostly presence there  
Dinner served but no one seems to care   

[Verse 2]  
Mother smiles but her eyes reveal the fight  
Routine her shield against the endless night  
Children dine in shadows minds in flight  
Conversations shallow hearts wound tight   

[Chorus]  
Why’s it always like a gut  
punch  
Time and time again 
Why can’t life just be a friend 
Does it have to test you break you down until you bend 
We just really need a soft 
touch 
Sometimes pain it never ends
We need a light to walk through that door again   

[Verse 3]  
Brothers blend in silence whispers in the air  
Sisters carve emotions behind stares so bare  
Mother's hands are trembling prayer by prayer  
Holding family fragments hoping they repair   

[Bridge]  
Dinner time a ritual masks the pain  
In the quiet chaos of life's stormy rain  
Mending broken hearts time and time again  
Mother’s love tries to sustain   

[repeat Chorus 2x]

Soft Touch

Words Can Make You Fade

You’re Just What I Ordered

i've never been able to stand being normal
while they've all been making a plan for me in their world 
to normalise
homogenise
to live their lies
to be their equal

the lesser evil

dumbed down
dumbed down
to drag me down
to be their equal

the lesser evil

in equality with nothingness 
to share the quality of mindlessness 
to be their equal 

the lesser evil
the lesser evil


i can't be you
can't subscribe to
all you call your
go to demenour
fall through the floor
into the vacuum cleaner 

sucking out your brains
sucking out your brains

to be normal

i've never been able to stand being normal
while they've all been making a plan for me in their world 
to normalise
homogenise
to live their lies
to be their equal

the lesser evil

dumbed down
dumbed down
to drag me down
to be their equal

the lesser evil

in equality with nothingness 
to share the quality of mindlessness 
to be their equal 

the lesser evil
the lesser evil



the lesser evil

Are you Proud  - Alina Rose

This portfolio showcases a diverse collection of song lyrics inspired by my life experiences, lessons learned, emotions, memories, dreams, and anxieties—universal themes we can all relate to in some way. My goal is to bring these lyrics to life through music production, offering a glimpse of how they might sound in a finished piece.

Shared  on my SoundCloud portfolio I hope these songs resonate with someone, somewhere—perhaps even inspire or uplift. You're never alone.
Find the Light. Be the Light.
— Alina Rose

Are you Proud - Alina Rose

Glad You Are Here!

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