Someone

by Grey Sky Symphony

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04:22
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03:43
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04:00
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released May 1, 2016

Everything written, performed, and recorded by Dillon Hutyra.

Artwork is "TV Melts Your Brain" by Erin Carty.
(www.erin-carty.squarespace.com)

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Grey Sky Symphony Waco, Texas

Grey Sky Symphony is a musical project made up of singer-songwriter Dillon Hutyra and whoever happens to be playing with him at the time.

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Track Name: Someone
doors open to let us out
it's over but I'm about
to start anew

I dissolve into this crowd
eyes keep a close watch out
for you

cos there's gotta be someone
who feels the same way
there's gotta something
alive in the bright day
I'm always left wondering
where they go but I don't know
I don't know

I can't be the only one
that's left when the setting sun
renews

the guessing game has lost its fun
I'm desperate for the race I run
to conclude

and there's gotta be someone
who feels the same way
there's gotta be something
alive in the bright day
I'm always left wondering
where they go but I don't know
I don't know
no I don't!

maybe I'm wrong
maybe it's what's keeping me strong
hidden all along
it's something I thought I was missing
maybe I'm scared
of what I'll be when it is not there
constantly aware
I close my eyes and try to listen

there's gotta be someone
there's gotta be someone
there's gotta be someone

someone who feels the same way
there's gotta be something
alive in the bright day
I'm always left wondering
where we go but I don't know
I don't know

no I don't know!
I don't know!
I don't know!
I don't know
Track Name: Reality
I'm wired for the wrong thing
so I can barely feel pain
every sensation is the same
it's only part of a game

I'm talking to myself now
I'm stalling til I time out
calculating on the way down
re-arranging all my thoughts how

how I want it
how I want it to sound
cos you can't plan ahead
when you're losing
losing so much ground
how I want it
how I want it to sound
it's using me instead
can't control it
in the moment I drown
but I'm breathing now

I'm hanging in while I can
I'm sinking in the quicksand
run in circles til I can't stand
always working on a new plan

and I'm talking to myself now
I'm stalling til my time's out
contemplating on the way down
concentrating on my thoughts how

how I want it
how I want it to sound
cos you can't plan ahead
when you're losing
losing so much ground
how I want it
how I want it to sound
it's using me instead
can't control it
in the moment I drown
but I'm breathing now

I can't sit still, I won't stay quiet!
nothing's real until you try it
wasted time on auto-pilot
the crash is coming, don't deny it
wake up from a dream, I'm screaming
not from fear but lack of feeling
that is why I'm always scheming

we make our own reality
we make our own reality
we make our own reality
we see things that we want to see
Track Name: History
it's finally done, the time is gone
and now my friends are moving on
but I can't brink myself around to face the facts

and though it hurts it's clear to me
that everything is history
and every page we turn is never coming back

cos all we know
is we're not here forever
take it slow
time will slip right under your feet
there it goes
at least we're here to together
you and me

people ask what's coming next
to tell the truth its got me vexed
the future always seemed just slightly out of grasp

most answers have a common theme
making plans or chasing dreams
anything to help distract us from what's passed

because this highway
it goes one way
you can't turn around

and what is left, there's nothing more
but put that pedal to the floor
and let the radio fill your heart with sound

cos all we know
is we're not here forever
take it slow
time will slip right under your feet
there it goes
at least we're here to together
you and me
we're making history

and this won't last forever
time's a game that can't be beat
but at least we play together

and all we know
is we're not here forever
take it slow
time will slip right under your feet
there it goes
at least we're here to together
you and me
we're making history
history
Track Name: Paint Is Peeling
a witness to the service
a wet and rainy day
the patterns on your shoulder
in swirls of black and grey

I could not help but notice
I could not stop but think
how far away my life still is
from the point of skin and ink

and I guess that I'm just pending
an unfinished work of art
and if it's not worth the time I'm spending
I'll just tear it apart

endure the after party
people you've never met
a prehistoric building
tables pristinely set

I can't define this feeling
as I glance around the scene
I see where paint is peeling
from brown to desperate green

and I guess it's never ending
the old gets covered by the new
and while these colors are still blending
I don't know what to do

cos I don't waste time making plans
I just take it as I can
waiting on an open door
and here's to hoping it may be
something I'll find eventually
and when I do I"ll know for sure
that this is what I'm meant for

I feel like I want to dance
but resolve to sit
another passing chance
but I can't commit

so if I ignore you please don't judge me
I like you more than I'll admit
it's just I toss my hopes so high above me
know they'll never stick

I don't waster time making plans
I just take it as I can
waiting on an open door
and here's to hoping it may be
something I'll find eventually
and when I do I"ll know for sure
that this is what I"m meant for
and am I lazy or just scared?
well that's an almost fatal pair
it leaves me crippled on the floor
and every stupid move I make
piles on til I can't fake the way I'm feeling anymore
this paint is peeling off the boards