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  • feet up - book out - warm tea - i’m in the mood

    finally a moment of old when this big world demanded so little from you

    but howling from the other room


    i should just get over you 

    this crying in the night

    up again till one or two 

    then down without a fight

    i should just get over you

    turn my tail and run

    pour myself some sparkling solitude

    drink till it is done

    i should just get over you 


    feet back up - book back out - cool tea - end of the interlude

    the birds and the bees - the lotus leaf -  fed from a golden spoon

    but howling from the other room



    i should just get over you 

    this crying in the night

    up again till one or two 

    then down without a fight

    i should just get over you

    can’t muster up a run

    echoes in this lonely room

    hover like a gun

    i should just get over you 


    find me

    find me in the bathroom - a bottle of amaretto - running from responsibility

    meet me in the kitchen - fixing a ristretto - ‘cause she just caught up with me

    find me in the foyer staring through a window - trying to spot the breeze

    watch me in the bedroom - weeping like a willow - pining for release

    see me in the garden smoking armadillos - trying to feel some sort of ease

    back into the bedroom punching out a pillow - ‘cause I can’t find none of these


    find me in the bathroom - a bottle of  amaretto - running from responsibility

    Meet me in the kitchen -  fixing a ristretto -  ‘cause she just caught up with me

    love me in the living room - feed me from a golden spoon - with booze and birds and bees

    life is allegretto i am sprinting  in stilettos whilst fumbling for the keys

    life is a libretto I am faking a falsetto whilst fumbling for the key


    i’ll sing aaaleuiaaa when it’s all done and over

    when will I get over you - will I be alright

    echoes in this lonely room drink deep into the night

a song to fight your overwhelm.

i found myself just standing in the bathroom, staring at the mirror, trying to cry…. this song came to me in a period of absolute OVERWHELM. my live-music business was just tanking (due to corona) - i was penniless - and i had just become a dad for the second time (not loving it). all this meant i was feeling especially angry and trapped. music was a way that i could soothe this overwhelm and feel just that tiny bit better.

in the song you’ll feel this ‘trapped-tiger’ energy - it’s almost like a logbook of the mundane days i spent during lockdown, between bedroom, bathroom and kitchen - just trying to self-medicate my frustration.

maybe you know this feeling. maybe this song helps. leave a comment below!

 

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