(lyrics at bottom)
This was the first song that I wrote when I got to Bellingham for college. I was in my early-twenties, so I was still heavily leaning on my Ayn Rand influence. This song is about how collective values can influence what we want out of our lives; it is about judging people as a group of us, seeing oneself as outside of the collective.
1954
You're so cool you play guitar, with a penny from '54
With a house atop your hill you can look down on all of us (all of us).
In defense: I've never faltered; my spirit, my mind, my goals.
I don't want or need your heroes, just a moment on my own
In my life I wanted more
You've said that a thousand times
In my life I asked for more
But it's not enough, not enough, whoa.
Yolk these folks to sow these seeds, so we all have something to eat
It's no our job, our bidding, our lives, but our sacrifices that truly weighs.
It's not about control or order, but the common good of man
Do not fall into that trap which consumes Gods and angels, but mainly men
In my life I wanted more
You've said that a thousand times
In my life I asked for more
But it's not enough, not enough, whoa.
You're reigning down on me
Why don't you take it away, take it away yeah
You're coming back for me
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