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Didn't It
03:26
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i was stuck remembering
At first I thought I chose
to tuck myself, somewhere in
between these days and those
I'd look for clues in people’s faces
Thinking they might know
What I don’t know
I treated days like they were nothin
But a way to find
out if what it Was was nothing but
A passing state of mind
I was searching for the answers in the things
That the others left behind
Was looking for whatever
would be able to provide
Me with whatever it was that
had been given to the tide
Was trying to figure out
why I was never good at sayin my goodbyes
It had to be for something
Didn’t it?
It had to be for something
Didn’t it?
Didn’t it
I started sleeping more and more
In hopes that dreams might hold some truth
in hopes that if I closed my eyes
The questions might be soothed
In hopes that when I woke
I’d finally feel as if I had nothing to prove
I tried to treat the morning
like some new chance to begin
I tried to greet the afternoon
With something like a grin
I tried to face the evening
Without thinkin bout the way things might’ve been
It had to be for something
Didn’t it?
It had to be for something
Didn’t it?
Didn’t it
Was busy looking backwards
Trying to find something to see
Not able to look forward til
The past and I agreed
on the fact that some things happen
Cuz of other things that weren't supposed to be
Thought life was just another word
For trying to make sense
Of anything that wasn’t on
A clear side of the fence
Thought time was just one more thing
That I was meant to spend
Was holding on for when
I’d finally come to understand
The reason that it went
So very different from the plan
was holding on too tight
Was asking too much of my hands
It had to be for something
Didn’t it?
It had to be for something
Didn’t it?
It had to be for something
Didn’t it?
So what was it for?
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2. |
Still Here
03:21
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so you’re still here in the morning
and I’m not really sure what to do with that
see, this is usually the part when they grab their shoes,
their coat, their hat
But the minutes keep on ticking
I’m tryin not to watch you as you sleep
I'm tryin not to fall too hard
for something that time won’t let me keep
You see it’s hard for me to settle in
when things start feelin right, see I spend my days
pickin up questions makin up answers
just so that I can close my eyes at night
See, I’ve been spending 25 years telling myself little white lies
just to get me through the day
and I have been slowly perfecting
the art of never giving myself away
But you’re still here in the morning
and you are nestled in my sheets
and i've been keepin those old words from slipping out
been tryin not to make a peep
Yes you’re still here In the morning
and my driveway holds your car
and I’m tryin not to make plans for breakfast
I'm tryin not to let it go too far
See I have this nasty habit of living in the future and
makin up stories in my mind
But with each story that I’ve written
I've never gotten the ending right
And so I’ve learned to count my blessings,
learned to keep things to myself
I learned not to gamble
I learned to hold my cards right up to my chest
But You’re still here in the morning
and my thoughts are slowing down
And I’m tryin not to notice
how I prefer when you’re around
Yes I’m tryin not notice
how my mind is feeling still
but trying not to notice is a fools errand
See, my mind has never been one to bend to my own will
No, my mind has never been one to bend to my own will
So you’re still here in the morning
And I’m not really sure what to do with that
See, this is usually the part when they grab their shoes,
their coat, their hat
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Hannah Jay Massachusetts
Hannah Jay is a singer-songwriter based in Jamaica Plain, MA. She tries to keep it honest and relatable, hopefully you'll find something in her music that speaks to you.
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