Newest original, it's a bit lengthy but I didn't want to take anything out. It's the first love song I've written in a loooong time. The first few songs I wrote after picking up the guitar about 4 years ago were these ridiculously idealistic love songs about no one in particular, just cause I could. I've aged and changed (probably changed more than I've aged) quite a bit since then. Full circle, completed. Anyways, hope you like it, and always, thank you so much for listening to me hopefully get progressively less-bad over the years.
Rahu ja armastus,
- Keith Johns
Well, I've given up.
It seems that I've lost touch
With everyone I once held dear
Or even held at all.
And my dreams are gone.
It seems that they've moved on
To someone else who will treat them well,
Who won't string them along.
I wonder why I was made
If all I do is waste away,
Sitting in this stagnant state of mediocrity.
And I try and sit and think
Why my name doesn't ring
Throughout the halls of history,
I could've been the Brothers Wright,
Been the first ones to take flight,
Or Daedalus, with his wax-and-feather wings.
Or got hit by an apple on my head
And discover why planes fell instead,
Or invented any number of wonderful things.
I could've been Alexander the Great,
Called Asia Minor my estate,
Been on a shrine to which all lesser men may pray.
Or turned water into wine
So that, though centuries pass by,
All those new souls will still remember my name...
But oh, I'm just me;
I don't amount to anything.
And I will live and die
And leave the world the same.
All of our planet's history,
It's there, man I swear that it's mocking me,
And everything I'll never ever be,
'Cause after all, I'm just invisible, pitiful me.
Well, I've given up.
It seems I've fallen in love
With a girl who has a golden soul
And knows what mine's made of.
And I'm not afraid.
It seems she's chased away
Every single doubt I once obsessed about,
And now put herself in their place.
I know I will never be
One of History's elites,
But I think I'm onto something just as sweet
As the love that I have learned,
Oh, you're more than I deserve,
Floating in this tiny speck in the Universe.
'Cause darling, I know
It could've been so much worse...
We could have been knights crossing swords,
Or horsemen in the Golden Horde,
Or Samurai, with our honor and our blades.
Or politely disagree, over coffee and tea,
About our personal beliefs in the crusades.
We could have been poets in the renaissance,
Explorers like Ferdinand and Ponce,
Or have perished prematurely in the plague;
Or part of a Chinese dynasty or the warring city-states of Greece
Or born in different galaxies far away,
But oh, it worked out just right,
This world is yours and mine,
And I'm just so glad we're alive at the same time.
All of our planet's history
Has aligned so you'd be sitting there, kissing me.
So I thank whatever powers there may be
For the beginning, the end, and everything in between.