It's funny how most of these posts start to me the same. Get into bed, relax, start to wind down and then all of a sudden, guess who is wide awake. The next lyric I will share with you is one which I wrote in about 2005/06. I had just moved to the Gold Coast, I knew my cousin and had a friend down there. I still thought that was enough for me. After I moved out of my cousins and stopped talking to my one friend, I started drinking. I was living with a couple in share accommodation. I didn't know them and they didn't know me. It was really weird. I had next to nothing. I moved to the coast with a bag of clothes and about $150 to my name so I knew it was sink or swim. This was written after I had been there for a few months. I was sitting at a table on the back deck, staring at the view. The view was a fence. Wondering what got me to where I was. The poem I wrote is actually a lot longer then what I a, going to share but that is only because I can't remember the whole thing off the top of my head, I can only remember the part which was used in a song with the secret silence. The original was called "empty bottle syndrome" but for those of you that have followed my music career, y would know it as "all amounts to nothing"
I've got myself a syndrome,
A fever I can't fix.
My bottles getting empty,
My bag is out of tricks.
Sometimes I know...
That it all amounts to nothing
And it's all the I know
Help me forget about you.
And it all accounts for something
I'm a one man show,
I wanna see this through.
You feel these eyes a staring,
You hang your head in shame.
It's funny I'm still breathing,
And slowly going more insane.
Sometimes I know...
It all amounts to nothing.
And it's all that I know,
Help me forget about you.
And it all accounts for someone,
I'm a one man show
I wanna see this through.
As I said, there is a lot more to the song then this but this is the part which was used for this particular. Basically, I was staring at the bottle sitting almost empty in front of me. I had drunk it that aft on and achieved nothing. The bottle was meant to help me forget about what I had been through in life but to be honest, it just made matters worse.
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