Note to self: do not record during construction and rush hour. Oh well.

Lyrics:

Well I finally have an answer for the fog and the fatigue 
Such a shame that’s it’s an answer that’s never gonna leave
What if I make peace with the illness and she doesn’t with me ?
She locked up my old self just to tell me there’s no key 

It’s ironic 
You finally make a home
Just to lose the way you live
And I know it’s chronic 
But I bet I’ll waste all my wishes
Hoping things will shift 
While well-meaning insensitive
folks tell me it’s a gift 
I didn’t know where my life was going
but I didn’t think this was it 

I know 
It could be worse
It could always be worse, it’s not a competition 
I know 
It could be worse, it could always be worse 
It’s not a consolation 
I know it could be worse, well things could always be worse 
And I’m tired of this stupid conversation 
Tell me why do people downplay grief like it’s their occupation ? 
Or even worse tell me that suffering’s an inspiration ?
Well I don’t want your pity or a standing ovation 
I just want three minutes to feel things 
It’s not a selfish expectation 

Don’t worry about me 
I know how to move past things
But let me stay here for a moment
I’m gonna stay here for a moment 
And take some time to grieve 

‘Cause I finally got my answer for the fog and the fatigue 
And I’m sad that it’s an answer that’s never gonna leave
And I know I can face this but it still feels hard to me 
She locked up my old self and no one’s sure if there’s key 

It could be worse, it could be worse,
I guess it could be worse
It could be worse, it could be worse 
Oh my goodness, it hurts
But I guess it could be worse, it could be worse

Three Minutes

Lyrics:
I feel like moving countries
Throw a dart and pick a city 
I’m climbing up the dive board
To somersault into self-pity 
I wish that I could find a way
to change my life completely 
But what a shame, can’t find a way 
to not take myself with me 

I feel like moving countries
I bet I could disappear 
Erasing all the traces 
No proof I was ever here 
Shutting all my accounts down 
Throw my phone into the river
If there’s one thing you can count on 
It’s for me to be a quitter

Sometimes I hate my name 
And I hate my face
I want to fast forward 
Or maybe just change the tape

I feel like moving countries
Dye my hair and change my dress
Strike the matches, scatter ashes 
Til there’s nothing left
I feel like starting over 
Asking God to send a flood 
Sweep away my past mistakes
Drown everything that I once was

I feel like ditching cities 
Packing bags with no goodbye 
Oh no you can’t convince me 
That I should probably give it time 
I feel like new beginnings 
Watch me leave it all behind
The kind of thrill it gives me
I’ve chased it for my whole life 

Sometimes I hate my name 
And I hate my face
I want to fast forward 
Or rip out the tape
I don’t want you to know me 
I just want to escape 
I bet it would be better 
If I run away  if I run away 

Throw a dart and pick a city
Oh I feel like new beginnings 
Throw a dart but then it hits me 
What a shame that I’ll stay with me 

Is it normal twice a month 
That I consider giving up 
Everything I’ve worked so hard for? 
It all feels like worthless stuff 
Maybe I’m a fool for chasing
After grass that seems to glitter
If there’s one thing you can count on 
It’s for me to be a

Quitter

this is 95% just goofing off on a keyboard or a ukulele and recording it on the voice memos app

Three Minutes

alittlelark

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