Fly Away

Here's a demo that was recorded at 2am.  I had an idea wrote out a few lyrics, recorded it and played it at Open Mic.  I think there should be more to it but I also like its brisk, fleeting message which really reflects how it was written, a quick thought that was captured and recorded.  Let me know what you think.  Don't mind the stops and mistakes I'll re-record it some time.  What you're listening to is my very first go at it.  I must've tried 4 or 5 times after that but decided it was best take, the woes of recording.

Lyrics:

The discrepencies of history have been molded into fact.
Why run when you can change the road and make it your own path?
To build with sand and contraband, the feats no one will know
But that nagging bit of conscience left that proves you still have a soul.

And I can bet you one thing. I youd be surprised
But the deepest darkest secrets are never hidden inside.
Theyre shown in a smile a nod, a nervous laugh, the evil is plain to see.
Which makes me wonder why youre not bothered with the evil inside of me.

And it makes me want to fly away.
And it makes me want to fly away.

The banality, the futility the struggle of it all,
Well whats the point of struggling when you know you will just fall.
You labor and you toil just so you can have some fun.
It's these open wounds that make this drink taste sweeter with the setting sun.

And it makes me want to fly away.
And it makes me want to fly away.

Fly Away