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Falling Down.


Before I wrote comedy, I wrote music.

Until my early twenties, I was a songwriter first and foremost. For some reason, I’ve let this go over time. The main instigator for this was leaving my band to tour with various actor / musician shows. The work I took improved me as a musician, but extinguished the spark that led me to write.

When I was in a band, I had a format to write for. Without too, I didn’t feel the need. I no longer had a reason to do it. I lost my confidence in my ability too, which was intensely frustrating.

Maybe I’ll come back to it one day, when the time is right. Whether I do or not, I’m still proud of some of the songs I wrote. A good example is 'Falling Down'. The content may be desolate, but I like it.  I’m not sure how well the lyrics stand up without the music (it’s hard to read them without hearing the song’s scansion in my head), but here goes. 

(It was hard being a teenager, man.)

I spend my days just wasting time.
Look out the window just to ease my mind.
And in a way, I feel I don't belong.
I'm smoking and I'm wondering how things went wrong.

I've always been the one for honesty.
I do my best to please all but me.
But now I feel I might be losing touch.
I'm only nineteen, why must I worry so much?

These demons, I don't need them at all.
They're pushing: please cushion my fall.

So won't you please help me now?
I'm sinking. Won't you bring me round?
Please ease my mind, it's breaking now.
And my world is falling down.
World is falling...

I wish I didn't jump with both feet first.
For each step forward, I take ten in reverse.
The smile I'm wearing doesn't reach my eyes.
But if I avert them, you won't realise.

These demons, I don't need them at all.
They're pushing: please cushion my fall.

So won't you please help me now?
I'm sinking, won't your bring me round.
Please ease my mind, it's breaking now.
And my world is falling down.
World is falling...
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