Scared To Go Outside

[T.C.]

Style: slow/folk/acoustic guitar


Scared to go Outside

It’s never good to be the new kid
That’s why the new kid’s always bad
It’s never easy being an only son
Growing up without a Dad

I never wanted what I need
And now I don’t know what that is
All I’ve practised is taking
And now I don’t know how to give

(chorus)
I’ve woken up inside a prison
I built its walls up with my mind
And I’ve been in here so long now
That I’m scared to go outside


When I knocked the door was opened
When I asked I did receive
I never knew the truth would hurt so much
And from this pain there’s no relief

I was born to be a slave
And that truth was kept from me
But someone’s telling me about freedom
And that I have the chance to be

(chorus x2)
I’ve woken up inside a prison
I built its walls up with my mind
And I’ve been in here so long now
That I’m scared to go outside

Dedicated to everyone brave enough to go outside.

 

[Meg]

Well done TC
Conditions outside are favorable for over exposure to an infinite number of petty tyrants!

Thus we learn.

 

[webglider]

I really liked this T.C.

The line "I never wanted what I need" resonated with me, as did the chorus. I see the influence of the work in your lyrics, but the lyrics do not depend on a work background to be understood.

If I were still teaching, if the opportunity presented itself, I would ask my students to explore the line "I never wanted what I need." It's really thought provoking, and could be the catalyst for an interesting discussion.

Thanks for sharing.

 

[Gawan]

That's great!!

Maybe step by step, with knowledge/experience from other prisoners and a little bit courage, it's possible to make the step over the threshold!

Thanks for sharing, T.C.

 

[Alexandra Drake]

I really enjoyed it! thanks for sharing. would love to hear the guitar that goes with it too :)

 

[T.C.]

Thanks for all your comments guys.

I'd like to record some stuff and get a my space page to present it; it's not the same without the music.

Had a lot of mixed feelings since posting it. It's given me a lot to work with.

Yesterday, I decided I'd try to write something that wasn't as much about me. Expand my scope and write about our reality and those living in it. I've always thought that music was what I was best at, so if I put some practice in, I might be able to use it to help others.

Here's my new song; it hasn't got a title yet:

Way up, in the north, the people cannot understand
Why hell has frozen over, why ice invades their lands
Way down, in the south, the fires of hell can’t be controlled
And the people, they cry out, “what has happened to our world?”

(chorus)
Wake up, everybody; now is not the time to sleep
Our futures, are open, but you don’t know and it makes me weep
Our soulless Kings and Queens, they fill our heads with dreams
But our pain, it’s real, and it’s our pain they cannot feel.


Way out, in the darkness, something wicked this way comes
The signs have always been here, but they are hidden by the ones
Who seek, to control us, until on Earth it will be done
In a shower, of fire, that is hotter than the sun.

(chorus)
Wake up, everybody; now is not the time to sleep
Our futures, are open, but you don’t know and that's why you weep
Our soulless Kings and Queens, they fill our heads with dreams
But our pain, it’s real, and it’s our pain they cannot feel.


Look deep, deep inside you, you might see that there is light
If you learn, that light’s in danger, you might find the strength to fight
In every single moment, you’re being asked to make a choice
That choice is, which face of god you wish to give a voice.

(chorus)
Wake up, everybody; now is not the time to sleep
Our futures, are open, but we don’t know and that's why we weep
Our soulless Kings and Queens, they fill our heads with dreams
But our pain, it’s real, and it’s our pain they cannot feel.

 

[webglider]

Really nice T. C. You've gotten so much of the work into just a few stanzas!!!!!!

 

[mamadrama]

Nice, TC.

 

[RedFox]

Really like your work TC.
Second one is pretty powerful stuff. The last verses (before the chorus) brought a few tears to my eye.

 

[T.C.]

A couple of days after I wrote Wake Up, I decided to rewrite the first verse because it was very specific to that point in time and I didn't like it as much as the rest of the song. I changed it to

Way back, in our history, we used to live a different way
But some had other plans and put us in the dirt to play
And now we find ourselves, upon an Earthly hell
And our hands are tied, by our vanity and pride

By that time, I already knew exactly how I wanted the song to sound; rhythm, melody, sections etc.

About a month later, I had the opportunity to borrow a recording device from a friend, and my cousin lent me his guitar, and I spent a night getting used to the device. The next day I decided to try to record a rough version of wake up. At first, I tried to input the drums using the drum facility on the device, but I couldn't get it to sound how I wanted it so I set up my drum kit in my room and (quietly) recorded it live using some soft-type sticks.

I added the bass, and then tried my best to add guitars. I'm not very good on guitar, but again, I had this ideal song in my mind and I really wanted to give a representation of what the song might sound like if I ever got to record it properly.

Although I didn't have much time, and the finished version was very rough, I was really happy with how it turned out and gave the machine back to my friend.

That was almost two years ago. Me and this friend haven't seen each other much since then, but I went to his house tonight and we went into his music room to listen to some of our old projects. I asked if he still had Wake Up on there and he did, so he burned me a copy onto a disk.

I've never uploaded anything onto the internet before. I've tried with this and got it onto a site called esnips, but I think you need to open an account to listen to it. If anyone's interested, here's the link.

_http://www.esnips.com/doc/8bee9ab0-5560-45dc-93a6-b030047f99b4/01-Track-1.mp3