Track 3 on Fingerprints is WEARENOW.
Nearly all the songs on the album were written between February and May 2017 although this is an exception, the oldest track on the album from December 2014. At the time I was in an Electronic duo Bilamie
with my friend Mucky Cherub/Beth Swain with a view to showing it to her and
seeing if she wanted to do it in the band.
It was almost completely forgotten about and then I stumbled across it
as I was putting Fingerprints together and decided to revive it and finish it off.
I guess I have a similar problem to most musicians; the
desire to create vs. the energy left to do it after you finish work at
night. The message in the song is one of
unity and ambition though and sharing that energy with someone else to overcome what you need to, in order to get your music out there. The lyrics in the
chorus are more obviously relating to that.
It’s also the only song on the album with a guitar (Bilamie had guitars!). This song also has a couple of different soundclips from friends telling me in their own way to "chill". Thanks to Hipnotic Jazz and Maik Münch.
It’s also the only song on the album with a guitar (Bilamie had guitars!). This song also has a couple of different soundclips from friends telling me in their own way to "chill". Thanks to Hipnotic Jazz and Maik Münch.
WEARENOW
We are the stalkers
We are the strikers
We are the shakers
We are the takers
We are the spotlight
We are the live wires
We are the last ones
And we are midnight
I’m only human, I tried otherwise
You can’t be human if you're drained of life though
Cleaning to corporate, commuting far
Working late and sulking hard
Change in time, clout to cower
Pocket money, pain by the hour
All that energy I gave, brainwashed
And all that time is lost
We have finite energy and we waste our lives
Giving grace to thieves, cheat us out of time
We’re the walking dead, excess by threat
Were you born to serve or live instead?
We are the blaze and
We are blend and
We are the morse code
We are the dead end
We are the latest
We are the furthest
We are the terminal
We are the endless
I try my hardest, you might think otherwise
We make the best with the drive we have tho
Tied to a desk in a suit to charm
Close off a scrap with kind regards
Always smiling, crying on the inside
Kept it up for a very long time but
Forcing nature’s not nature’s will
Easy flow now, easy, Will
We have finite energy and we waste our lives
Giving grace to thieves, cheat us out of time
We’re the walking dead, excess by threat
Were you born to serve or live instead?
We have finite energy and we waste our lives
Giving grace to thieves, cheat us out of time
We’re the walking dead, excess by threat
Were you born to serve or live instead?
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