A Little Release

So, someone wrote a post about “Window Shopping” the other day, and it got me thinking. I had this track I recorded lying around and decided to speak some words to it. Thanks for the inspiration! It’s a rough cut, but it helped me through the moment.

I am supposed to choose something

Anything, just not nothing

But I prefer the window-shopping

I get too overwhelmed by the options

It isn’t just tradeoffs, or give and take

There is so much more at stake

Pick what you want, but it might break

Then pay in time and tears for your fate

 

Imagine it’s a bomb that I’m meant to defuse

And I have to decide between the reds and the blues

I don’t want to be put to the test and lose

Just because I was pressed to choose

Now, I don’t care what end I meet

But I know that it affects more than me

If it explodes, we’re smithereens

I can’t carry that responsibility

 

I mean, I could get in my car and drive it fast

But I know that somewhere I’m bound to crash

From my hand on the wheel to my foot on the gas

I know the weight that each part has

And it sits on my chest, this gnawing dread

Knowing my choices could kill you dead

I don’t care about even a hair on my head

I just couldn’t stand to be the reason you bled

 

Preparing my whole life to finally live my life

Like a surgeon thoroughly trained for her first slice

But I’m choking on the smell and gagging at the sight

When it’s face to face, it’s fight or flight

And I realize that running is for the weak

But maybe it’s strong to know when to retreat

You do less harm to those you never meet

And you do more good as the only casualty

 

Yea, I prefer window-shopping

I get too overwhelmed by the options

It isn’t just about investments and profits

It is about whom we affect with our losses