I got an issue, with tense
lord how I misuse, this head
spending the present just reaching around in the past
and all these questions that I make
my destination and my fate
seems like the present always ends up in dead last
and here,
here and now
passes by too fast
I sit here seething in this place
I sit here covered up with hate
but I'm sitting in the chair that I saved up for
and when I look down at myself
I see a self constructed hell
whenever I get there I just need more
but here,
here and now
this is where we are
here and now,
this is where we are
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I can't,
get me out of here (repeat)
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there was a dog house in the yard
every so often it gets hard
to remember how I lived without this viewpoint
I bet there's tons of things near me
that'd help me out if I could see
but it seems right now ain't just a reference point
no, here and now
this is where it counts
there were a thousand other ways
I could've landed here today
there are a thousand changes I'd make to that night
there was a frozen football game
I know its probably not the same
'cause distance always muddies up out sight
The first solo release in over a decade from Bev Lee Harling is a personal travelogue filled with euphoric compositions. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 20, 2021