this song just reflects how i feel about people increasingly growing inward – i guess growing isn’t the right word. we’re regressing to become more introverted & more self-reliant. sometimes i wish i could push a time machine button & swooosh -we’re all back to the 50’s like in ‘the truman show’ when there were no garage door openers…no self-check-outs…no email or texting or atm’s. it’s like the goal these days is to decrease human interaction as much as possible. i dont know bout you, but that makes me sad. so i wrote a song about it – wanna hear it, hear it goes:
express it confess it embrace
l see you’re holdin’
quite the load
can i walk beside you
down this dusty road
see, i know you’ve got a story
ya know it…never hurt – no one to talk
but it seems like society…keeps takin’ a step back from unity. we replace a
face w/another machine & we praise advancement of technology
what would happen if we did life face to face?
express it, confess it, embrace
make the time to touch…take a chance and feel
express it, confess it, embrace
you – gotta want to
sacrifice
free up a hand to
serve a brother; realize
how love is the best investment
you don’t always bank on a return
(prechorus/ chorus)
(dont ya think our… lives would change if… {repeat chorus})
go on, express it, confess it, embrace
adlib:
go on a walk, party on your block, send a letter in the mail, bbq
volunteer, spread the cheer, raise a hand tell ’em what you’re goin’ through
express it, confess it, embrace
Chelan 