Music and Lyric by David W. Jacobsen
Copyright 1996. All Rights Reserved.
1995 - 1996
Studio - Engineer
Knee Deep Studios - Charles Scott
Studio - Gear
24 Tracks - 3 chained ADAT 8 tracks
Christian Kisala - Drums
A song about travel, coming of age, and loneliness.
On the day that I went away,
I felt no regrets
I felt nothing.
I looked back with a scornful glance.
I was bigger now
that was nothing.
I'd spent years waiting for that day
when I'd finally get to live.
On the night that I'd gone away,
I felt all alone.
I felt empty.
I looked forward and tried to see.
I saw mystery.
It looked empty.
Though I felt that I wasn't whole,
couldn't return until I'd lived.
In the letter I never sent,
I wrote many things
In the letter you never read,
I left open doors
beneath the ice burg.
Oh I wish I had never left,
but that's something I can't admit.
Though I feel that I am not whole,
cannot return until I live.