Song Length |
4:43 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock, Folk - Americana |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Engaging, Anxious |
Subject |
Healing, Making Up |
Similar Artists |
Mumford & Sons, The Lumineers |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
I bought my ticket for this show But my seat in the last row Leaves me wondering why I left my pair of glasses in the car Aren't we all just blurry shadows? In an out of focus photo Just another snapshot of how life can be so hard I'm not trying to be a poet I don't know all the words that they do Like a dog searching for his favorite chew I'm just trying to reach you Just a ship out on the ocean Prepping for the moment When the waves will tip us over and we're forced to swim to shore Without food for daily rations Or a seat cushion for flotation We must cling tightly to each other Taking turns and treading forward I'm not trying to be an astronaut I don't need space to walk through Confused by all the voices The world is struggling with its choices Win the fight or lose it That's how you play the game We're all just blazing trails Through the darkness, through the hail It's the placement of the pauses that will drive momentum home I'm not trying to be fireman There's too much smoke to see through I'm not trying to be selfish man I want what I want when I do I'm just trying to say sorry An apology long overdue I'm not trying to be funny There's too much pain to undo I'm not trying to be an old dog Trying to teach something new