faster
“Why don’t you let me be
Cuz I’m a million miles away
Why don’t you set me free
You don’t treat me like you say
I won’t tuck you in one last time
I’m taking back what is mine for me
I belong to me
And I’m going faster, you’re going backwards
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
I’m going faster, I know what I’m after
I should’ve been after it all along
I’m going faster
I’m going faster
. . .
Take the pictures off the wall
They don’t look like us at all
They don’t look like friends
I’ve got new things to begin
Why don’t you let me be
Cuz I’m a million miles away
Why don’t you set me free
I belong to me
And I’m going faster, you’re going backwards
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
I hang from the ceiling
I feel what I’m feeling
I should have been feeling it all along
I’m going faster
I’m going faster”
I’m predisposed to taking things far too seriously. Apparently, so is Rachael Yamagata. Most of the time, I can find a relevant bit of lyricism from the woman on any given day regarding whatever feeling I’m feeling at the time. There’s an equal amount of frustration, militance and a very fragile vulnerability that she tends to illustrate plainly with her work. It must be exhausting, exhilarating and occasionally emotionally devastating to put yourself on display on a stage night after night in this fashion. Of all the female songwriters that I gravitate to, I most definitely identify and recognize a kindred spirit in her. Although she is decidedly more creative and wears much better shoes.
As I consider the relationships in my life and yearn for a deeper mutual understanding of how we interact, who we are beneath the polite veneer and how we move forward when things sometime seem stagnant, I’ve been listening to a lot of music lately. More so than usual. As much as I can get my hands on. And yet, I still come back to certain songwriters who seem to plumb the depths of my own brain with some freakish clarity. All this introspection is useful and while tough at times has afforded me some occasional un-muddied vision of how I want things to be. But I’m starting to think that it’s also time to stop thinking so much, let things roll and lighten up a little. And maybe my predisposition will change in the process.
Cuz I’m a million miles away
Why don’t you set me free
You don’t treat me like you say
I won’t tuck you in one last time
I’m taking back what is mine for me
I belong to me
And I’m going faster, you’re going backwards
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
I’m going faster, I know what I’m after
I should’ve been after it all along
I’m going faster
I’m going faster
. . .
Take the pictures off the wall
They don’t look like us at all
They don’t look like friends
I’ve got new things to begin
Why don’t you let me be
Cuz I’m a million miles away
Why don’t you set me free
I belong to me
And I’m going faster, you’re going backwards
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
I hang from the ceiling
I feel what I’m feeling
I should have been feeling it all along
I’m going faster
I’m going faster”
I’m predisposed to taking things far too seriously. Apparently, so is Rachael Yamagata. Most of the time, I can find a relevant bit of lyricism from the woman on any given day regarding whatever feeling I’m feeling at the time. There’s an equal amount of frustration, militance and a very fragile vulnerability that she tends to illustrate plainly with her work. It must be exhausting, exhilarating and occasionally emotionally devastating to put yourself on display on a stage night after night in this fashion. Of all the female songwriters that I gravitate to, I most definitely identify and recognize a kindred spirit in her. Although she is decidedly more creative and wears much better shoes.
As I consider the relationships in my life and yearn for a deeper mutual understanding of how we interact, who we are beneath the polite veneer and how we move forward when things sometime seem stagnant, I’ve been listening to a lot of music lately. More so than usual. As much as I can get my hands on. And yet, I still come back to certain songwriters who seem to plumb the depths of my own brain with some freakish clarity. All this introspection is useful and while tough at times has afforded me some occasional un-muddied vision of how I want things to be. But I’m starting to think that it’s also time to stop thinking so much, let things roll and lighten up a little. And maybe my predisposition will change in the process.
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