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Writer's picturezephaniah chesterfield

Song Breakdown: Someday aWay

Updated: Jul 19, 2020

wanted to get some air. wanted to get out, away. couldn't figure out how. everywhere has stuff that comes with it, even the void of nothingness and space, like going out into deep space where it's "just you"... sometimes you have to get away from your self, but wherever you go, there you are, ya dig? sometimes when you DO get away from you and everything else, something kicks or clicks and you come back to a really basic and pure form of being (you).. and then you want someone else to experience it with... then it all spirals back into everything until oblivion all over again.


for the folks who "do music" or "do art".... how attached do you get? I mean i know of folks who've said that they can't sell work because they can't part with it. You're putting a chunk of your soul on there, but its placed in a spirit, like, its expressed in a spirit of expressing a spirit... so once the moment is over, yeah, you've just had an art-baby, but at the same time, you've grown. Me? I dunno, man. Like, I'll be all into a song when writing. If i'm really in the space, I'll write a few songs a day. Write some, record some, write more. While recording some or jamming out with the crew, other songs kinda tap you on the shoulder like, "Pssst.... hey clown.... do this next." and you're like, "I'm not even done with this yet ((pause)) But we can at least start that just to get something down..." and before you know it you got like 5 song chunks there to mold. Folks take it back to their spaces, work on it. We all hook back up, jam it out. Finish the songs, yeah, but we done came up with like another batch. It's great. But diggs... that's when IN that place. Once the song is done? I'm done. There's more stuff brewing. Sometimes i'm just looking for silence, ya know? Like for "it" to all be empty, out... to be able to sit in a quiet room and it just be quiet without stuff going on in my head, or someone saying "hey, what can we do with this?" or "Check this out. It's just a thing in my head..." and their thing triggering MY thing... now we both got things and gotta make more things. It gets to be a thing, man.


It's a little funny tho. So like, yeah, when the song is done, i unplug a lot of the times. So then, right, i'll listen to it after it's sat cold for a little bit. Good to do that when recording too, so you get "fresh ears" or a fresh sense of it. Sometimes working on multiple songs is good. You get to see if things sound too "the same", you get to take a break and get something new that re-sets your perception, so when you go back to the first song, you're like, "Damn, now that i've calmed down... this song is shit." and you figure out how to work it without all of YOUR emotion and get to deliver THE SONG'S emotion. But yeah, dig, I'll go back and listen to a song? And be like, "Hey.... i really dig this song. This is a good song." It's happened with all of our songs, but at different moments. Sometimes, and this is weird but it's truth, sometimes I'll think i understood a song when we did it, but later on in living life, that song really changes, and i get a whole new take on it. Like a frickin Pokemon or something. But there's some songs i liked from the start, and every time i come back to it it's the same. "I love this song." This is one of those songs... for me anyways.


Anyways dig it, so this one is about holding hands on the edge of oblivion, standing there, eyes closed, feeling the warm wind of thoughts slipping over you into true silence, but realizing it's a dream, and if you can keep your eyes closed and focused on all of your being in the sensation and awareness of holding hands, as life flashes before your closed eyes, the tricks it plays on your senses and awareness... it ain't so bad. Kinda peaceful. Romantic-like... like the piano here. Then you can float. You can feel your feet on the ground, right, but you're free. You can float.


No, not that Pennywise shit. C'mon man, don't ruin the moment. We were having a real moment here, a sincere decen--- forget it.


Its about simplicity, too, tho, if you can get that out of it. I dunno, man, we just make music to express things we can't fully express sometimes. This is a lil' bitta' that too. I diggs it. But only a lottle.


Lyrics:

[verse 1:]

as the sunset sets its teeth into my veins i stumble on

i'm so tired

blank, but i can feel my eyes perspire

and every memory my leaking eyes restore to watercolor's digging in

i dig in

try to reach a little higher


[chorus]

maybe if i could just slip or maybe find a-way

some way to fly today

and if i died what do i care?

maybe i could learn to love my lack of hideaways

that would be flyy,

but what would be left of i?


[verse2]

eyes burned by all the day and night

and i crack and peel into new skins

from town to town

but still no place to lay my head on down

the faces change, the hearts the same

same ups and downs all along this plane

and it's plain insane how insane is normal

and nothing is everything


maybe if i could just slip or maybe find a-way

some way to fly today

and if i died what do i care?

maybe i could learn to love my lack of hideaways

that would be flyy,

but what would be left of i?


[bridge]

if i could somehow ride the sub down

through this cluttered emptiness of this grey daze

to the heydays that i never knew

but i wish i grew up in with you

that would be cool


and if you and i could go

someday away, so far away

what would you say?

cause it would be great

but it's just killing me

to find a-way

but its well worth the wait


maybe if i could just slip or maybe find a-way

some way to fly today

and if i died what do i care?

maybe i could learn to love my lack of hideaways

that would be flyy,

but what would be left of i?

(that's me, now)


maybe if i could just slip or maybe find a way

some way to fly today

and if i died what do i care?

maybe i could learn to love my lack of hideaways

that would be flyy,

but what would be left of i?

(that's me, now)









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