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The Age of Your Soul
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Here you will find lyrics, credits, and background information for each of the songs that comprise my debut album. I whittled down roughly 100 of my original songs to around 25 album candidates, and settled on this final batch of tracks - each of which has been my favorite at one time or another.
Album "The Age of Your Soul" by New Richard.
Release date: June 15, 2023.
Recorded summer 2022 - winter 2023 at Bootleg Recording Studio in Folsom, California, USA.
Engineered and mixed by Adam Snyder.
Mastered by Mick Morrison.
All songs written by New Richard (ASCAP) and published by NewRichardPublishing (ASCAP).
This album is dedicated to both my 1983 and 2023 selves, and to everyone who connects with any of these songs.
Track listing:
Side One
1. The Age of Your Soul
2. Act Your Age
3. Connected
4. Have You Got My Back?
5. The Li(f)e You Lead
Side Two
6. Been Too Long
7. A Simple Song
8. We Are Here But Us Is Gone
9. Staring Contest
Side Three
10. Hustle & Bustle
11. Lost Angeles
12. Second Wind
13. Sentimental Fool
14. When I Was With You
Side Four
15. Purple Days
16. The Light at the End
17. Cancel Culture
18. The Age of Your Soul (reprise)
New Richard - vocals, keyboards, acoustic guitars
Adam Snyder - bass, electric guitars, acoustic guitars
Jon Mattox - drums
Guest performers:
Katie Fry - backing vocals on We Are Here But Us Is Gone, Second Wind; harp on Staring Contest
Sarah Reiwitch - featured vocals on The Light at the End
Ava Lemert - saxophone on Connected
Tommy Bentz - slide guitar on Been Too Long
Group vocals at end of A Simple Song, and chatter/screaming on Hustle & Bustle: New Richard, Adam Snyder, Katie Fry.
"Gracie" the studio dog.
My main instruments were my black Korg N-1 synthesizer that I bought in 1999, my pearl white Korg Minilogue xd analog synth, and Adam's Kremona acoustic guitar with its nice tone.

The Songs: Background and Lyrics
1. "The Age of Your Soul"
Background:
I wrote this at the eleventh hour, just before all the tracks were sent off for mastering. I wanted the album to have a short introduction, and I couldn't resist giving my love of European languages a tiny moment.
Lyrics:
The years pass by too soon
They outlast your goals
Tonight go ask the moon
the age of your soul.
2. "Act Your Age"
Background:
As I live through each passing decade, I sometimes feel like a secret time traveler from the 1980s, a pivotal time in my life. This song is about how it feels to be a voyager to the 2020s, disguised in an older body, feeling young but not being recognized as such, and, like everyone else at some point, full of knowledge and memories of an era that cannot be fully understood by anyone who did not live through it as a young adult. But our youthful eras do not wait for us to fully comprehend and process the experience before they're gone. Sometimes it seems easier to play along with society, and adjust our true inner selves to conform to our perceived outer selves, yet that's actually impossible to do. I can't "act my age" even when that is the message that keeps getting reinforced by the world.
The beginning of this song was going to be a separate album intro track, before I wrote a different intro. The symbolic throat-clearing announces that I have something to say with this album.
Lyrics:
(The 2020s, 30s, 40s, watch the time just teleport me
Now you're 20, 40, 60, 80
but do you know the age of your soul?)
Well the 80s finally slipped away and
I could never stay there, now it's all erased.
Choose your decade, matched up with your best age
where you write your best page, a piece of you remains.
In young days, your mind still is racing
what your body's saying, all the Old Souls here
then one day, when you finally turn gray
no your spirit won't fade, it stays twenty-nine.
"Act your age", is what they say,
but if you do, you'll fade away
and say goodbye to how you feel inside
"act your age", ooh
Teleported to 20s California
I should probably warn ya, we can't be recognized
'cause the place in our minds
the spaces that we loved
they made us, they keep our souls behind.
"Act your age" is what they say,
but if you do, you'll fade away
and say goodbye to how you feel inside
"act your age".
No one ever talks about it
No one ever seems to write a song like this
But lately all I think about and lately all I care about
is only this:
My soul is not the same age
My soul is not the same age
My soul is not the same age
as what you see in me.
Am I visible, noticeable?
Am I understood beyond the physical?
Am I lovable, or am I gullible?
Because you're acting like I am untouchable.
Say hello to how I feel inside
though I know society is blind.
I won't act my age, embrace your cage, deny my rage, get off the stage
or say goodbye to how I feel inside
say goodbye to how I feel inside
when I act my age.
"Act your age", ooh, "act your age".
'Cause one day, when you're old and faded
if you're not too jade
your soul stays twenty-nine
you will see.
3. "Connected"
Background:
I woke up one day with music stuck in my brain that became this song. Because it was somehow tied to a forgotten dream, I wrote the lyrics about the tenuous connection between our dreams and the reality we experience - even though I always wonder which is truly more "real". Our daily encounters become fodder for our nightly dreamscapes as we journey into alternate realities.
This song is also a counterpoint to various album songs that speak of focusing on your own world despite society, inasmuch as there is always some measure of hope about turning dreams into reality, and inasmuch as we should remember that we are all part of the world who affect each other. So the debate rages on about being an almost-island vs. engaging with others.
Lyrics:
We're all connected when I'm asleep
We've intersected in my dreams
When I wake up, I find, it's not reality
I'm breaking up inside, I can't see what I believe
We're unprotected as of yet
We're still subjected to a threat
When we get up, we find a new reality
that won't let up tonight
now I see just what you mean.
We're all connected. All connected.
I disconnected, yeah I defected
not expected or undetected
I disconnected to stay protected
My life projected and disrespected
but it felt defective 'cause we're all connected.
We're all connected when I'm asleep
We've intersected in my dreams
When I wake up, I find, a new reality
It shakes me up inside, when I see the things I dream.
4. "Have You Got My Back?"
Background:
This is an ode to the fact that no one is an island, not even me. Life can put the pressure on, and we all need to rely on a family member, friend, or partner from time to time. Also the world doesn't mean much if you can't share your experience with those who are close to you.
Lyrics:
Well the world can really put the pressure on
and at times you feel there's nowhere left to run
I have tried so very hard to make a stand
but I only get knocked down again, every single time.
Brother, have you got my back?
Have you got my back?
Have you got my back?
If I cannot depend on you, there's nowhere I can go, and nothing I can do.
Have you got my back?
Have you got my back?
If I cannot depend on you, I"m never going to make it through,
I'm never going to make it through this life.
Just another day defeated by the grind
all I really want is somewhere to unwind, to clear my mind
I have waited for so long to make a change
but I only watch my dreams explode, or just wither away
Baby, have you got my back?
Have you got my back?
Have you got my back?
If I cannot depend on you, there's nowhere I can go, and nothing I can do.
Have you got my back?
Have you got my back?
If I cannot depend on you, I"m never going to make it through,
I'm never going to make it through this life.
My will's not enough to keep the world at bay
My heart's not strong enough
I need you here today, I need you here today.
Well the world can really put the pressure on...
Have you got my back?
Have you got my back?
If I cannot depend on you, there's nowhere I can go, and nothing I can do.
Have you got my back?
Have you got my back?
(If you and I can't share all this, then I don't care if it exists.)
Won't you help me make it through,
won't you help me make it through this life?
My will's not enough to keep the world at bay
My heart's not strong enough
I need you here today, I need you here today.
5. "The Li(f)e You Lead"
Background:
This chord progression came to me all at once, and the song message is simple: no matter how you got here, you're here now, and this is the life you're living. Be authentic, and don't live a lie. Only you can change the path you're on, and only you can decide if there's a metaphorical hill you believe is worth climbing, and only you can decide what to do as a cast member in the "show" of life.
This song features a key change, the only one on the album. I made a conscious effort to sneak in various song arrangement techniques here and there throughout the album.
Lyrics:
You are here, it is now
You arrived here somehow
Is it good? It's the life that you lead.
Will you stay? Will you go?
Did you come for the show?
Hear the call of the life that you lead.
All your dreams, all your plans
try to be all you can
while you're here on your way somewhere else.
You're on a path
Do you still know where it goes?
Or are you just too tired to care?
And when I ask if that path is what you chose,
will you answer, will you tell me honestly?
You are here, it is now
You arrived here somehow
Is it good? It's the life that you lead.
Will you stay? Will you go?
Did you come for a show?
Hear the call of the life that you lead.
You're on a hill
do you still care what's on top?
Or is there nothing left to see?
And will you run, will you break away from here?
Will you scream out? Will you sit down quietly?
We are here, it is now
We arrived here somehow
Is it good? It's the life that we lead.
Will we stay? Will we go?
Are we just here for the show?
Heed the call of the life that we lead, ah ah ah
Heed the call of the life that we lead.
Heed the call of the life that we lead.
6. "Been Too Long"
Background:
This was the first song recorded for the album. Though not autobiographical, it was written mostly as a reminder to myself, to take time in life to reflect on our place in the universe (a mind-blowing exercise), and to also focus on those precious romantic moments which we hopefully have been fortunate enough to experience, no matter how ephemeral they may now seem in retrospect.
I was inspired to write a song containing the same four repeating chords throughout its entirety, and this is the result. (I chose A-E-G-D.)
Lyrics:
It's been too long since I gazed at the stars at 3:00 AM
trying to remember who I am
It's been too long since I slept on the beach, smelled the sea
trying to remember what is me.
And hey..., hey...., hey...
it's been too long, way too long.
It's been too long since I gazed in the eyes of a beautiful woman
who wanted me for me
It's been too long since I heard her sigh in the middle of the night
lying by my side.
And hey..., hey...., hey...
it's been too long
Hey..., hey...., hey...
it's been too long, way too long.
I remember long ago, I remember long ago
I was the one who told you so
Now I'm the one who doesn't know.
I remember long ago, I remember long ago
I was leaving on my own
Now I'm finally coming home.
And hey..., hey...., hey...
it's been too long
Hey..., hey...., hey...
it's been too long, way too long.
Too long, too long.
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah
Been too long.
7. "A Simple Song"
Background:
In the late 2010s I found myself getting too caught up in the so-called news, which left a bad taste in my mouth. Throughout my life I've had an on-again, off-again relationship with media and mainstream culture, and I decided in 2020 to check out of media in general, as an experiment in mental well-being, and just to see if I could do it. I could, and it's been three years and counting. I'm a simple man at heart, and prefer the small things in life to the big topics which in the end cannot be solved, stopped, or reversed by any of my good deeds, let alone by what occupies my thoughts. "A simple song" means a peaceful state of mind, achieved by not over-worrying about the world, despite all the opportunities to do so. It's a way to protect your sanity.
Add to this the complicated thoughts of each partner in a romantic relationship, and there you have my dual song themes.
Lyrics:
I'm a simple man, I've come to understand
but I spend the whole day thinking 'bout the state of man.
Time to let it go, the things beyond control
and focus on the small things that the world and you can show.
When I'm lonely, won't you help me out?
It's the only thing I can't figure out.
Complicated thoughts we harbor for so long
when all we really want is a simple song.
First Love was the hardest thing to ever find
'til it became the easiest when our stars aligned
but now it's hard again, we argue all the time
Now I've got more questions than the answers you supply.
Are you lonely? Let me help you out.
It's the only thing we can't figure out.
Complicated thoughts we harbor for so long
when all we really want is a simple song.
Too much obsession with love and hate
There's too much worrying that it's too late.
But I'm a simple man, and I've come to understand
that I can't spend my whole life worried 'bout the fate of man.
Complicated thoughts we harbor for so long
when all we really want is a simple song, oh
Complicated thoughts we harbor for so long
when all we really want is a simple song.
8. "We Are Here But Us Is Gone"
Background:
This song is not based on anyone I know, least of all me. I imagined a couple who used to have a serious romance, but who split up for reasons they never fully understood, and who now still see each other almost every day, either at work or in some other setting. But the "us" (i.e. the romantic relationship) is gone.
Lyrics:
Though we show up every day
what we had has gone away
Do you remember how it felt inside?
Every day walking hand in hand
tender kisses by the street lamp
all those secrets that we kept alive
Now we are here, but us is gone
We are here but us is gone.
All the glance we exchanged
all the meetings we arranged
just to spend some time alone, we two.
How did it ever slip away?
What did we do, what did we say?
How did we make our perfect world so blue?
We are here, but us is gone.
We are here, but us is gone.
Did we fight for it, or just let it go?
We said we'd die for it - what did we know?
We are here, but us is gone.
We are here, but us is gone.
Doo doo doo...
What happened, what happened, what happened to us anyway?
Now we're wiser but life's a mess
now we're wondering what comes next
now that we are here but love is dead.
We are here, but us is gone.
We are here, but us is gone.
Still unclear where we belong.
We are here, but us is gone, gone, gone.
9. "Staring Contest"
Background:
This song is about the things which can stop us in our tracks if we fixate on them too long: from waiting on (or daring) the other person to act first, to being mesmerized by the TV or internet or things seen on your cell phone, to staring into the cosmos and asking the big questions that can't be answered with certainty, and even to staring at the image looking back at you from a mirror.
I almost didn't include this song on the album, purely for the reason that I didn't know how to bring it to life, after forming the basis of the swingy introductory guitar chords and first line of vocal melody. I struggled with how much production to put into it, and actually ended up playing the cajon (a Christmas gift from my wife) myself in an amateurish way, rather than rely on professional drummer Jon Mattox who played on most songs on this album. I also had Katie Fry play her harp to lend a suitable ambience.
Lyrics:
We've been in a staring contest
paralyzed from any action
Each of us just waiting, who's gonna blink first?
Deep into this staring contest
there's no sign of giving in
Everyone just daring someone to go first.
I don't know what holds us back inside
from taking steps to get on track with life.
We've been in a staring contest
with the television screen
Each of us just waiting, who's gonna blink first?
Deep into this staring contest
is it finally sinking in?
We don't have to keep on playing this game.
I don't know what holds us back tonight
from taking steps to make a better life.
I don't know what holds us back inside
from taking steps to make a better life.
I've been in a staring contest
looking in my full-length mirror
summoning my courage to take the next step.
I've been in a staring contest
gazing at the starry sky
daring God to tell us when and why (oh why)
We are in a staring contest
as we live through these distractions
Tell me now, who's gonna blink first?
10. "Hustle & Bustle"
Background:
I was noodling around on my Korg Minilogue xd, and liked the little synth pattern I had created, and decided to turn it into a short instrumental piece as an album interlude. Well, after some time with it in the studio, I got the concept of adding spoken words about the general theme of being too busy with work to do the things you'd rather be doing. I enlisted the help of Adam and Katie to ad-lib some conversation with me, and to join me in a group scream (shout out to the Wet Leg song "Ur Mum"). Adam and I also added a lead guitar part, some funky bass, and drum programming.
"Lyrics:"
(i.e. freestyle conversation)
New Richard:
(testily) "Hey, would you guys keep it down, I'm trying to get some work done here!"
(more resigned): "Oh no man, I can't make it, I'm too busy."
"Hey, well I gotta get back to work now. All right, later on man."
Hustle, Bustle.
Hustle, Bustle.
Hustle, Bustle.
(over the crowd noise:)
New Richard: "Hey you guys, are we still going to the show?"
Katie: "Oh man, I really want to go, but I can never find a babysitter."
Adam: "Is that tomorrow? Oh no, whoa whoa whoa, hold on a minute, what?"
New Richard: "I never see you guys at all."
Katie: "I was so busy getting ready this morning, I forgot to brush my teeth!"
Adam: "Oh my gosh!"
Working all the time, working all the time.
Hustle hustle hustle, bustle bustle bustle.
One, two, three, tell me how does it feel?
(group scream)
11. "Lost Angeles"
Background:
I wrote this on the guitar about all the young adults who move to Los Angeles to chase "the dream". The protagonists are a couple, each of whom is pursuing a version of that dream, and each of whom is plagued by the doubts that plague all but the luckiest ones.
Because of the reference to Los Angeles, I ended up taking this song in a production direction reminiscent of The Doors, complete with some ocean surf noises.
Lyrics:
New York to Los Angeles, all the movie stars sitting in first class
Back here in economy, I am coming up with a strategy
High time now to make my mark
as we're touching down in a city dark
She's been waiting up for me
She's the only one who still believes.
Lost Angeles, my cover girl
Lost Angeles, my crazy world
It makes me want to scream
abandoning a dream
Lost Angeles to me
Lost Angeles to me.
Berlin to Los Angeles, as she plans ahead thinking 'bout the past
Her dream is unraveling, her nostalgic views are expiring.
Lost Angeles, my cover girl
Lost Angeles, my crazy world
It makes you want to scream
abandoning a dream
Lost Angeles to me
Lost Angeles to me.
Remember how you vowed to take it easy
but time is running out
to make your dreams come true.
Doo doo doo-de-doo doo, doo de doo, doo de doo
Doo doo doo-de-doo doo, doo de doo, doo de doo
She's been waiting up for me
She's the only one who still believes
Lost Angeles, my cover girl
Lost Angeles, my crazy world
It makes me want to scream
abandoning a dream
Lost Angeles, my cover girl
Lost Angeles, my crazy world
It makes me want to scream
abandoning a dream
Lost Angeles to me
Lost Angeles to me.
Just got done with a wild ride
Just came out on the other side
Lost Angeles to me
Lost Angeles to me.
12. "Second Wind"
Background:
I originally wrote this song on the acoustic guitar, but also play it on piano, and decided to give the recording a strong Fender Rhodes vibe. Katie's supporting vocals add atmospheric beauty. I had her sing the intro line as a tribute to Dolores O'Riordan of the Cranberries, who sang a similar line during the song intro for "Linger".
The theme was inspired by a medical diagnosis that had me worried (for the second time in my life) but which ultimately gave me a new lease on life, which is what the metaphor "second wind" is all about here.
Lyrics:
ooh....
I feel like I've got my second wind
ready for a new world to begin
I waited out the violent time
Dealt with what was on my mind
Now I feel I've got my second wind.
I feel like I've caught my second breath
after all these thoughts of life and death
Second chance that I've been given
Second life I plan on living
Now I feel I've caught my second breath.
ooh... ooh...
Second try to get it right
Second time I have survived
Now I feel I've got my second wind.
I'll go sailing, sailing
sailing, sailing
Ready for a second chance
Ready to rejoin the dance
Now I feel I've got my second wind.
I feel like I've got my second wind
ready for a new life to begin
Waited out the silent time
Guessing what was on your mind
Second wind, please lift me up again.
ooh... ooh... ooh... ooh.
13. "Sentimental Fool"
Background:
This song title was an early contender for the name of my album. This is definitely an autobiographical song, unlike some others. I am nothing if not sentimental at heart.
Like "Been Too Long", this is also an experiment in using a repeating four-chord progression throughout - in this case the chords are D, F6, C9, G.
Lyrics:
Here I lie at night
in a room full of my memories
and my daydreams still seem more real than real life.
Homegrown, past owned, aiming towards the unknown
Mind blown, soul shown, but I will remain a...
Sentimental Fool, ooh-ooh
Sentimental Fool, ooh-ooh
Here I cry inside
surrounded by unseeing faces
and the TV still seems more real than real life
Homegrown, dream zone, waiting for the unknown
Mind blown, soul shown, and I will remain a...
Sentimental Fool, ooh-ooh
Sentimental Fool, ooh-ooh
Homegrown, mind blown, I'm alone too much
Sentimental Fool, ooh-ooh
Homegrown, dream zone, waiting for the unknown
Mind blown, soul shown, and I will remain a...
Sentimental Fool, ooh-ooh
Sentimental Fool, ooh-ooh
Homegrown, time flown, I'm alone too much
Sentimental Fool, ooh-ooh
...And I'm ready for the unknown.

14. "When I Was With You"
Background:
The introduction to this song is borrowed from another song "Time Heals All Wounds", which did not make the album cut. (In fact, I managed to blend parts of several other non-album songs into the album tracks, so as to represent at least a piece of them.)
This song could be about someone looking back wistfully at the one great love of this life, even while preparing to take things to the next level with a new person, many years later. This new person, though fantastic, can never replace the lost love of long ago, which time will never fully heal. Or, the song could be about the same person, then versus now, after so much time has passed and so much has transpired.
Lyrics:
Time heals all wounds, oh so slow
Time heals all wounds, but so long to go.
Picking up the missing pieces scattered on the open road
Studying your timeless features, now it feels like overload
Whoa-oa-oa...
Searching on the empty beaches littered with your broken shells
Stranded in the outer reaches, echoes of old wedding bells
Trying to recapture time, when I was with you
Dying to re-say my lines, when I was with you.
Checking all the secret places, where love's victims go to hide
Startled by the aging faces, but I only see your eyes.
Hey-ey-ey...
Trying to recapture time, when I was with you
Dying to re-say my lines, when I was with you.
Timeless wonders never cease, as we carry on
All those feelings never left, just buried for so long
Clouds will clear away, oh yeah, oh yeah.
She is such a pretty lady, and she has a heart of gold
When she smiles, I start to melt, it's just like I'm 15 years old.
Picking up the missing pieces, scattered on the open road
Studying her timeless features, now it feels like overload
Trying to recapture times, when I was with you
Dying to re-say my lines, when I was with you.
Whoa-oa-oa...
Trying to recapture times, when I was with you
when I was with you, yeah
when I was with you.
15. "Purple Days"
Background:
Written during the Covid pandemic, I came up with a simple, familiar-feeling guitar pattern that reminds me of something that Bruce Springsteen could have written. To this I paired the metaphor of "purple days" - a nebulous connotation of the societal haze surrounding the days of the pandemic, as well as symbolic of the American red/blue ideological division which seeps ever deeper into the national psyche (perhaps one day to finally blend into purple, despite no sign of this happening in the foreseeable future).
Lyrics:
Living in purple days
Learning new purple ways
Been getting used to purple days.
We're living in purple days
Inside of a purple haze
Just holding on, purple days.
Ahhh... Ahhh...
(spoken:)
I feel done, but can't be done.
Before I rest, I have to run.
Writing purple verses
to a world that's nervous
maybe there's some purple purpose that can be found.
Living in purple days
pondering purple ways
A new purple world, purple days.
Purple days, purple days
How long will you haunt us?
How long will you taunt us?
Teach us all your lessons
Draw out our confessions
Make us ask new questions 'til we begin again.
Living in purple days
pondering purple ways
A new purple world, purple days.
A new purple world, purple days.
16. "The Light at the End"
Background:
This song barely managed to sneak onto the album, having been written after I thought I was finished with recording, just as I was glimpsing the light at the end of the long tunnel of the album creation process. This is one of my philosophic songs, and the light is a metaphor for whatever end goal is dimly before us, in this life or in an afterlife (if any). The song morphs into an entirely different vibe in the extended outro section, which is why I've allowed this to become the longest song on the album.
I originally wrote this to be sung just by me, but was inspired to invite Sarah Reiwitch to sing some parts, effectively turning the song into a duet. Meanwhile Adam came up with some great freestyle guitar parts for the extended outro, to my mind reminiscent of Peter Frampton and Roger Waters.
The words "future past" in the lyrics are taken from the recent Duran Duran album title of that name, but they represent a sentiment that has long been present in my songwriting.
Lyrics:
You're feeling like a stranger here on Earth
probably felt that way right from your birth
You left your real self way back in outer space somewhere
Now you're killing time here in my chair.
And all the sad girls growing older
finding out it's hard to find a shoulder
And all that I can do, all that I can do is sympathize.
Poured too much heart into this home
to ditch it all now, chasing the unknown
The bright lights of the world outside aren't strong enough to be your guide.
Poured too much heart into this life
to ever walk away without a fight
I hope that you're still headed for the light at the end of this tunnel.
I've always known this is the future past
that nothing here is ever going to last
And life's not fair, we all can see
but death's not fair, it won't be fair to me.
And all the bad boys growing older
finding out it's hard to find a shoulder
And all that I can feel, all that I can feel is when I'm...
Thinking back to 1983
Who I was and who I thought I'd be
The bright lights of the world outside were not enough to be my guide.
Poured too much heart into this life
to ever walk away without a fight
I hope that I'm still headed for the light at the end of this tunnel.
I hope that I'm still headed for the light at the end.
We left our real selves in some café on another continent
where we were killing time
Love in the air, my dear.
Remember, places in my mind
Remember, moments left behind
Watching the years go by outside my window
Trying to find the light inside my head now.
17. "Cancel Culture"
Background:
Also written during the Covid quarantine, this song more broadly speaks to the widespread reassessment of society that took place in many people's minds during that time, as well as to the "cancel culture" phenomenon of trying to destroy one's ideological opposites. The song title "Cancel Culture" contains this dual meaning.
But politics are merely the backdrop. The basic question is apolitical, namely "Is there anything left in which I can believe?" Are we all left grasping at straws in our search for meaning? Which gets us back to "A Simple Song", i.e. finding meaning in the little things.
I chose a chiming guitar part halfway through, partly in tribute to U2 and Coldplay, to create the song build-up. I also used the words "dream out loud" as a shout-out to early 1990s Bono.
Lyrics:
Going viral, what does it mean?
Getting noticed, or quarantine?
Save the planet, save you and me
in the aftermath of lost society.
Cancel Culture, where's the meaning?
Now we're wondering what's worth keeping
Taking stock of any reason
to continue on believing.
Cancel Culture, does it mean
war of ideology?
There's a distance 'tween you and me
Separate ourselves based on these false beliefs.
Cancel Culture, where's the meaning?
Now we're wondering what's worth keeping
Taking stock of any reason
to continue on believing.
(spoken:)
We don't dress up and don't go out
And we don't feel like we're missing out
We face the future we weren't told
and each New Normal just has left us feeling cold.
The 2020s flowing now
A whole new world to dream out loud
The last big thing was life on hold
We're still deciding what should feel natural.
Cancel Culture, where's the meaning?
Now we're wondering what's worth keeping
Taking stock of any reason
to continue on believing.
Cancel Culture, where's the meaning?
Now we're wondering what's worth keeping
Taking stock of every reason
to continue on believing.
18. "The Age of Your Soul" (reprise)
Background:
This is included as a bookend to mirror the album introduction, as a final coda, but with a stripped-down feel using twangy guitar chords, and with a slightly different message. I was originally going for the vibe of Pippin's song in "The Lord of the Rings", but the synthesizers ultimately took me in another direction.
Lyrics:
We count these fleeting days
until they all go.
Tonight let's talk about
the age of your soul.