Talking to No-One

Actually it could do it, but everything it rendered was absent the feeling I had when I first wrote and recorded it. So apologies up front, this is not AI. This is 3 weeks of work in my personal studio. It’s much less polished than the AI renders.

Verse

The phone woke me up about 11 am

after a night out of drinking with friends

fresh from a dream I answered anyway

was my old friend from the war

he said he wasn’t ok

That he felt perfectly alone in a crowded room 

and when his wife would hold him, he felt alone too

and he didn’t know who to call, 

he’d never made many friends at all

Verse

Was it the things that we did or things we had to do?

to make it back home or just pull through?

he said no man, I’d do em’ all again

I just can’t relate to anyone around I call friend

Who’s never felt the rush of a C-RAM at dusk

or the fear that has you sleeping with your vest in your bunk

or that first shot you take you know lands true

or missing a life that ain’t waiting on you

[piano interlude]

Verse

So We talked all night about this and that

about things I couldn’t write in a song

about muddy boots in the pouring rain

and all the beautiful ladies that got away

Verse

So that text the next morning had me somewhat confused

it was my same old friend, who couldn’t shake the blues

“by the time your read this note”

“I’ll be gone you’re the first to know”

Chorus

I’m on the other side, I’m on the other side

I know you won’t thing it’s right, 

but I ain’t the same man that kissed her goodbye

I’m on the other side, I’m on the other side

oh please don’t hate me friend, 

but this life ain’t a game I care to win

[blues guitar lead]

Verse

I miss the friends that fear and pain made

Where we never once thought about the price we’d pay

to leave the volume up on ten

then run back home and try to pretend

that those moments just fade, when those moments pass

or that it’s easy to escape a shattered past

one more statistic for your trope, 

you can’t purchase good men you can’t elect real hope

Chorus

I’m on the other side, I’m on the other side

I know you won’t thing it’s right, 

but we aint the same men that kissed em’ goodbye

I’m on the other side, I’m on the other side

oh please don’t hate me friend, 

but this life ain’t a game I care to win

Chorus

I’m on the other side, I’m on the other side

I know you won’t thing it’s right, 

but we ain’t the same men that kissed em’ goodbye

I’m on the other side, I’m on the other side

oh please don’t hate me friend, 

but this ain’t a game I care to win

Outro