Running Down a Dream

Nature

New rock single written, arranged & produced by John Hardman
John - Vocals, guitars, keys
(c)(p) 2025 - Swamp Music UK & Swamp Records UK

Freedom

Freedom - John Hardman

LOW

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I’m 13 and I carry a lot of thoughts I don’t always say out loud.
Hope you like the track!


Lyrics:

I got this feeling 
That I won't make it home
I hope you know, I hope you understand these things						
The more I cope with it
The less I'm trying it
to understand you and your friends
because that are all my understandings


I'm feeling so low
I'm feeling so low
I'm feeling so low (I'm feeling so, oh oh, I'm feeling so, oh oh)
Low (oh oh)
Low (oh oh)
Feeling so low (oh oh) 
Low (oh oh)
Low, Low, I'm feeling so low (oh oh)
Low (oh oh)
Feeling so low
Low low low, low low low


I get it
You're mad at me
I'm sorry, what I did was wrong
I'm sorry, I ran away, 
But you know I had no choice.
I'm sorry, that I left you, 
But I just needed some peace in my mind
You know that I had some very dark thoughts
I don't really talk about them much (Until now)
I really hope you understand
That was the most horrible experience

 

I got this feeling 
That I won't make it home
I hope you know, I hope you understand these things						
The more I cope with it
The less I'm trying it
to understand you and your friends
because that are all my understandings


I'm feeling so low
I'm feeling so low
I'm feeling so low (I'm feeling so, oh oh, I'm feeling so, oh oh)
Low (oh oh)
Low (oh oh)
Feeling so low (oh oh) 
Low (oh oh)
Low, Low I'm feeling so low (oh oh)
Low (oh oh)
Feeling so low
Low low low, low low low
Low (oh oh)
Low (oh oh)
Feeling so low (oh oh) 
Low (oh oh) 
Low, Low I'm feeling so low (oh oh)
Low (oh oh)
Feeling so (low)
Low low low, low low low

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Mirror Of Truth

Mud Dauber

coming down
will you reach out
to pick me up

time is no good 
wasted on false promises
 
i'm trying to forget 
like you do so easy

im trying to choose a direction
i have a question for you

can you lay it on the table
remaining faithful
can't be that hard to do

having bad dreams
waking up in my sleep

like i'm chained down
world falls down around me 

gave you the benefit of the doubt
would've done anything to see you smile

know you love to get the last laugh
how do i move past that 

must be a chemical imbalance
you had to catch me so off balance

do you ever try to sit in silence

push me against the wall
watch as i fall
i'm not standing down from a fight

the stories that you tell
you tell them so well

i could almost believe if i tried

Pick Me Up

Born in a Landslide

hopeless never felt so good

losing focus 
i didn't ask
for you to abuse my love

confiding
 you're always hiding
you have the worst timing
too bad there's no rewinding
you're so selfish

why can't i 
see the road ahead of me
i know love fades
memories last

i didn't 
ask for this
you always
have something to say
not today

at last, i'm breaking through the glass
i won't be chained down
by your troubles

losing touch with the simple things
you say it's empathy
it's fake sympathy 

Pick Me Up

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