1. |
Another New Beginning
02:32
|
|||
|
You can’t always have what you’re so sure you want
Can’t always have your own way
In this life you see, there ain’t no guarantees
At the risk of sounding cliché
In a moment’s time, you’ll understand
What you gain by giving some away
Another new beginning, awaits your resolve
Push through that door, and your fears will dissolve
A brand new beginning, brand new day
A brand new beginning to a brand new way
You can’t always have what you’re so sure you want
You can’t always have your own way
Another new beginning, awaits your resolve
Push through that door, and your fears will dissolve
A brand new beginning, brand new day
A brand new beginning to a brand new way
|
||||
2. |
With Me
02:42
|
|||
|
My indecisive ramblings and ill-advised gamblings
Have put me in this spot again
While all good fortune did was sit and watch
As we stare blindly at the clock
Doing nothing of consequence or means
Inspired by a vision, but plagued by indecision
Most things I’ve started sit and wait for me
To come back with a vengeance,
With clear thought and intention
To make so many broken parts complete
But the mighty tide of nonsense pulls us in
And takes us from who we’re supposed to be
But I can change that all right now, and I swear I know how
But first you’ll have to come along with me
Come on down the road
Let’s go to a show
Come on you’ll feel free
So please pack your things and come along with me
I don’t mean to sound condescending
Or put down the life I’ve been defending,
But there’s got to be just a little more
And I just can’t stand the thought,
Of livin’ a life that’s never fought for you to be with me
We don’t need a mansion on a big ‘ole plot
No Lamborghini or a fancy yacht
And peace of mind’s all we really need
And the best things in life are really free
So please pack your things and come along with me
Please pack your things and come along with me
|
||||
3. |
I'm Looking Up
04:03
|
|||
|
I’m powering up all my special forces
All my lost and found resources
That will save this day
I’m calling up all my long-lost losses
All my win at-all-cost causes
That will help me make it through
I’ve been looking all around
For what I’ve lost, won’t stop until it’s found
And I pray, today will be the day
That I find my way back to you
I’m looking through all my forget-me-just-go-on days
All my proud and foolish gone ways
That made me who I am today
I’m looking up, so much more now than ever
My ways of running gone from here on
Now I’m here to stay for good
I’ve been looking all around
For what I’ve lost, won’t stop until it’s found
And I pray, today will be the day
That I find my way back to you
I’ve been looking all around
For what I’ve lost, won’t stop until it’s found
And I pray, today will be the day
That I find my way back to you
I’m coming home, with my senses rearranged now
Hope you recognize me somehow
Cause I’m here to make a change
|
||||
4. |
Can't Be Too Late
03:50
|
|||
|
All these years
All this preparation
Can’t be too late, can’t be too late
Have I wasted time?
So much deliberation
Can’t be too late, can’t be too late
Free me from these days
Self-induced sedation
Can’t be too late, can’t be too late
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself, this time
All these prayers
Pleading for salvation
Can’t be too late, can’t be too late
In the darkest night
Hopes for revelation
Can’t be too late, can’t be too late
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself, this time
Please hear these words
My sincere invocation
Can’t be too late, can’t be too late
So many pages
Now filled with consultation
Can’t be too late, can’t be too late
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself, this time
|
||||
5. |
Best Way To Be Free
05:05
|
|||
|
Seems like everyone loves hearing about the latest conspiracy
I’d be lying if I said that didn’t include me
It’s kind of sad to see this drama define our history
But I really can’t judge unless I start working on me
We all can’t figure out the best way to be free
Craving and daring still get the best of me
In the meantime, I’ll try my best to be me
Even when my best ain’t, even when my best ain’t
Even when my best ain’t, so easy to be
Please don’t carry your fears around for all to see
Just put them all together and bring them here to me
I hope those days lived in fear will soon be gone
May you always know for certain you can depend on someone
We all can’t figure out the best way to be free
And craving and daring still get the best of me
In the meantime, I’ll try my best to be me
Even when my best ain’t, even when my best ain’t
Even when my best ain’t, so easy to be
There’s no sense in acting like we have it all figured out
And there’s power in knowing we all live with doubt
Remember every day brings with it a brand new beginning
It’s that hope for something better
That keeps this crazy world spinning
We all can’t figure out the best way to be free
And craving and daring still get the best of me
In the meantime, I’ll try my best to be me
Even when my best ain’t, even when my best ain’t
Even when my best ain’t, so easy to be
|
||||
6. |
Dancin' With My Demons
03:46
|
|||
|
He said, there was a time I thought I had it all figured out
Walked around this town without a single doubt
Gonna make a difference for certain someday
Thought, oh, it won’t be long, I’ll be well on my way
Then one day the hands on the clock just up and stopped movin’
Stuck in first gear, everything I touched I ruined
A lot of doors slam shut when you miss all them deadlines
Dancin’ with my demons became my brand new pastime
Dancin’ with my demons became my brand new pastime
Old man used to preach,
Ain’t about what you say, but what you do
Don’t be another one of them people
Promise a lot and never follow through
At seventeen, I wasn’t listening, nobody knew more than me
He did what he could, but I was too proud
‘Til the real world helped me see
Then one day the hands on the clock just up and stopped movin’
Stuck in first gear, everything I touched I ruined
A lot of doors slam shut when you miss all them deadlines
Dancin’ with my demons became my brand new pastime
Dancin’ with my demons became my brand new pastime
I had a little girl and she loved me so, but I was too blind to see
With a whole lotta help from my chemical crutches
Figured I’d be better off free
Stumbled around this town, a year or two I guess
Once again, I was wrong and it was time to confess
I could disappear for days, ‘bout all I’d need
Tank of gas in my truck, a case of beer and you won’t find me
And leaving the situation became my modus operandi
Running from my fears, but if I ain’t around, no one could ask why
Then one day the hands on the clock just up and stopped movin’
Stuck in first gear, everything I touched I ruined
All them doors slam shut when you miss too many deadlines
And dancin’ with my demons became my brand new
Dancin’ with my demons became my brand new pastime
|
||||
7. |
My Former Plan
03:42
|
|||
|
Cynical words, like migrating birds,
Appear to know their destination
Fearful prayers fall on deaf ears,
Compared to those spoken with intention
My former plan lacked a faithful man,
‘Til I met you that lonely evening
Now storms approach,
But lack compelling force,
‘Cause I’ve run from my deceiving
Never knew how much I lacked ‘til I found you
I was lost without a cause ‘til I found you
Never knew how much I lacked ‘til I found you
I was lost without a cause ‘til I found you
Doubtful stares, like suspicious glares
Only bring about dissension
You’re fast asleep, yeah, the climbs too steep
Without some sort of redemption
Love and light the key, to help you see,
Free you from all this pain
It takes great force, to reverse inertia’s course,
Mighty will to break the chain
Never knew how much I lacked ‘til I found you
I was lost without a cause ‘til I found you
Never knew how much I lacked ‘til I found you
I was lost without a cause ‘til I found you
|
||||
8. |
I'm Looking Up (Reprise)
01:50
|
|||
Jason Mirek Silver Creek, New York
Singer-songerwriter from Western New York. Blending a wide range of influences and delivering them with a slightly unorthodox approach to phrasing and arrangement, making it difficult to classify in one particular genre. From traditional folk and country roots to subtle orchestral layering. Having fun exploring a variety of styles seems to add a certain energy. ... more
Jason Mirek recommends:
Safe Passage
by John Calvin Abney
Amazing writing, wonderful arrangements, artistic and nuanced in a way that conveys emotion and depth. If you haven't dug into Abney's catalogue you are missing out on something truly authentic !
go to album
Will Johnson's Wire Mountain provides an experience when you listen to it. Johnson's records transcend genre and encourage you to immerse yourself in the moment.
go to album
Tough to pick just one John Moreland record, all should be listened to, but Moreland and John Calvin Abney conjure up something super special here!
go to albumIf you like Jason Mirek, you may also like:
Dakota Blue Moon
by Jackson Harden
Gorgeous acoustic Americana from North Carolina, stripped-back and sublime.
go to album
Caught Up On A Feeling
by Veronica Stanton
Stunningly beautiful orchestral folk songs with just a hint of country, delivered with heart-on-sleeve immediacy.
go to album
A vibrant vision of "Central Americana" from the Costa Rica-based artist, blending heartland devotionals with playful Tropicália grooves.
go to album
