Here’s the latest YouTube video. This was actually just a jam that turned into a new song. I had to listen to it quite a few times before deciding to release it.
The words were really just an improv and I wasn’t sure I really liked it…but after a a long debate, I decided to let YOU decide.
I hope you enjoy it…let me know what you think.
peace,
jamie
This is one of my favorite Son Volt songs, and I think Jay Farrar is one of my favorite songwriters…so it’s fitting that this gets to be my first cover song posted here.
check out more Son Volt at http://www.sonvolt.net
Thanks to MyDeath420 for the idea.
I hope y’all enjoy. peace, jamie
This is one of my newest songs…and I only half wrote it. The words were gifted to me by one of my BlogTV viewers (Matt Chartrand, aka foApple aka DrawnDead) who emailed me the lyrics after one of my shows.
Thanks man…this is now one of my favorite songs to play.
Like A Wheel – Lyrics
Has your vision come at last,
We keep staring through the glass.
Now youre never going to take,
even the tiniest mistake.
Just the fact that we can’t smile,
I’ll keep holding you a awhile
Until…Now we can see what I cant feel.
Life…keeps spinning round me like a wheel.
Then, the Rain dropped and hit the ground.
Running fast and going slow,
nobodys ever going to know.
Music saved your life before,
now theres so much moreto explore.
Watching clouds beneath your feet,
round we go, doomed to repeat.
The suns goes down then comes the night,
The moon gives comfort in its gentle light.
Fires burning on the ground,
and still its bound to make a sound.
Now shut your eyes and fly,
She whispers softly to yougood-bye.
Written by: Mathew Chartrand & Jamie Gray
©2009 All Rights Reserved
This song was written as a wedding gift for my good friends Charlie and Christina. This performance was recorded during a LIVE BlogTV.com show, and marked the 1st time that they got to hear the song.
It was recorded in HD, using a Canon HG20 camera with a direct audio feed from the soundboard.
I recorded this song during a Live show on BlogTV.com.
Check out my show every Thursday Night at 10:00 PM (Eastern) on BlogTV.Com
www.blogtv.com/people/jamiegray
Thanks for listening.
Sometimes I can’t open my eyes, the day is not my friend
Some days it’s so much harder to try, than it is to just pretend
Everything comes around and always fades away in time
and all the secrets that you hide, haunt my broken rhyme
The path I see before my feet is twisting in my head
The sky may look serene and blue, but I can see it turning red
All around me there is nothing more than barren fallow ground
I’d break these chains of fear and run, but I know you’d track me down
Streams of consciousness, self inflicted medication
Scenes of bitterness, in empty meditation.
Only loneliness is true emancipation
Only everything, insanity…or maybe just frustration.
Set your focus on the prize you hope you’ll someday win
See the ending, from the point of no return where you begin
Only dreams will stand apart from where you once were young
All the anger that you keep inside until that day will come
They say the devil runs this place, and hell is what you make it
Blinding us with fear and bullshit, but we ain’t gonna take it
Give us back our nation, stop treating her like a whore
We’ll teach our children better ways, just like we did before.
It comes from the oddest sources. You may not even know or remember from where.
Most of the time, my inspiration comes from other people. I am inspired when I see someone helping his neighbor. I am inspired by the artwork that is created by others. I am inspired by the way that people triumph in the face of adversity.
I am also inspired by the other side of human nature. By the way that people exploit and take advantage of others. Abuse and injure those around them. Discard acts of kindness and repay others with malice. I am inspired to act…to make a difference. To try to make us all treat each other a little better.
I am inspired by nature, and the beauty that she fill our lives with…and by the seemingly belligerent actions of mankind, spoiling and defacing all that is pristine in our zeal for advancement. I am inspired by our leaps into exploration…and by the short-sightedness of our vision. I am inspired by our leaders…and by their failures to act in a way befitting their position.
I am inspired by all things, and in each there is a lesson and a source of joy. When that lesson becomes a poem, I have found a way to share the inspiration. When that joy becomes a song, I have found a way to pass the good feelings on to those around me.
When I embrace my inspiration. When I am inspired to action. When I have found a way to share my joy or my sorrow.
When I have completed the circle, only then I have honored the source of my inspiration. Perhaps I have also been fortunate enough to inspire others to do the same.