Bright Gold Cross

A Feast For Flies (ft: DJPearTree)

Original version: https://soundcloud.com/axioms-of-mediocrity/a-little-bit-more

I've got the vision, but it's never quite clear
Every line I write, I hear a voice in my ear
Saying, "Polish the edges, smooth out the seams
You're almost there, just chase the dream."
But every stroke I make, it's never enough
The chase is endless, the road's always rough
I'm lost in the details, caught in the grind
Perfection's a prison, trapping my mind

Each revision, each draft, it's a game I can't quit
Seeking that flawless, elusive fit

Just a little bit more, and then it will be great
Just a little bit more, don't let it abate
Just a little bit more, and then I'll be free
Just a little bit more, it's never complete

I've been chasing shadows, ghosts of perfection
Lost in a maze of my own reflection
Every note, every word, it must align
I'm carving a diamond, one flaw at a time
But the sparkle I seek is just out of reach
A flawless creation, the goal they preach
But in the pursuit, I'm losing my soul
A slave to the standard, I can't control

Each revision, each draft, it's a game I can't quit
Seeking that flawless, elusive fit

Just a little bit more, and then it will be great
Just a little bit more, don't let it abate
Just a little bit more, and then I'll be free
Just a little bit more, it's never complete

I'm trapped in a loop, a never-ending quest
Each step forward, I'm still second-best
But maybe in the cracks, the flaws that remain
There's beauty in the chaos, in the mess and the pain
If I let go, maybe I'll see
Perfection isn't all it's cracked up to be

Just a little bit more, I'll find my own way
Just a little bit more, but maybe not today
Just a little bit more, I'll break from the chain
Just a little bit more, embrace the refrain

A Little Bit More (Alternative Version)

Upbeat piano driven power ballad with strong melody

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[Verse 1]  
From The Hill in St. Louis to the Bronx bright lights  
Put on pinstripes, stepped into the fight  
A catcher with grit, a swing full of fire  
Ten rings on his hand—man, he climbed that wire  

He said, *“You can observe a lot just by watchin’,”*  
And he sure saw it all from behind that mask  
Every pitch, every hit, every old-school clash  
In the house that Ruth built—livin’ large, not brash  



[Chorus]  
 It ain’t over till it’s over, and he knew that truth  
Swingin’ like a poet in the fountain of youth  
It’s déjà vu all over again  
With a smile, a shrug, and a legendary grin  
Yogi said it best, and we all still agree—  
*“The future ain’t what it used to be”* 



[Verse 2]  
Caught Larsen’s perfect game in ’56  
A master behind the plate, sharp as a whip  
Then a skipper in the dugout, cool and calm  
He said, *“If you don’t know where you’re goin’, you might not get there,”* son  

He managed the Mets, took the Yanks again  
He knew how to lead, he knew how to win  
Then up in the booth, he’d drop some gold  
Like, *“You better cut the pizza in four, I’m not hungry enough for six,”* we're told  



[Chorus]  
 It ain’t over till it’s over, and he knew that truth  
Swingin’ like a poet in the fountain of youth  
It’s déjà vu all over again  
With a smile, a shrug, and a legendary grin  
Yogi said it best, and we all still agree—  
*“The future ain’t what it used to be”* 



[Bridge]  
He said, *“When you come to a fork in the road—take it”*  
A philosopher in cleats, no need to fake it  
*“Ninety percent of the game is half mental,”*  
With a heart so strong, and a style so gentle  



[Chorus – Final]  
 It ain’t over till it’s over, and he proved it right  
From the clubhouse laughs to the October lights  
It’s déjà vu all over again  
With a bat in his hand and a team full of friends  
Yogi said it best, and we all still agree—  
*“You should always go to other people’s funerals, or they won’t come to yours,”* you see   



[Outro]  
Yeah, he was one of a kind...  
Not just a ballplayer, but a living rhyme  
So remember Yogi, when the game gets tough—  
*“It gets late early out there,”* but legends play rough  

 It ain’t over...  
No, it ain’t ever over... 


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