Song for Today #8

The line that always gets me is the final line – Don’t confront me with my failures
I had not forgotten them.
You know that feeling when you’ve messed up, and you know you have.  Those times when we are our own fiercest critic, but it’s hard to own up to that to someone else.  Often it’s hard to honestly admit when we are wrong.  Here he does just that.  Jackson Browne wrote this song when he was 16.  Unbelievable.
Well I’ve been out walking
I don’t do that much talking these days
These days-
These days I seem to think a lot
About the things that I forgot to do
For you
And all the times I had the chance to

And I had a lover
It’s so hard to risk another these days
These days-
Now if I seem to be afraid
To live the life I have made in song
Well it’s just that I’ve been losing so long

I’ll keep on moving
Things are bound to be improving these days
These days-
These days I sit on corner stones
And count the time in quarter tones to ten, my friend
Don’t confront me with my failures
I had not forgotten them

There are some great covers of this song, but Jackson Browne is impossible to top.  Glen Campbell comes close. 

Song for Today #3

I’m back with another song suggestion.  Another artist who gets me in the gut, as well as the brain and the heart.
I don’t need to add anything to these remarkable lyrics.
Take a picture if it helps you sleep
Then expose me as your royal creep
For now I’ve torn it we are not the same
There’s a sun that’s breaking through my window pane
It’s burning up my face yes it’s doing it again

No cover up, no room for hiding
No cover up, my faith is sliding
No cover up, just sharp reminding
Of the fake I was

There are faces that we should not know
There are places we’re not meant to go
If you try to find me you will never win
For behind each layer lies another skin
I’d love to let you near if you find a way in

No cover up, just so much trouble
No cover up, I’m bent in double
No cover up just wreck and rubble
Of the person I was

I am broken and I stand accused
Is there someone who can let me loose
If you find the answer make a careful note
I could use your pardon and a lot of hope
I’m getting to that part at the end of the rope

No cover up, I feel the burning
No cover up, nor time for turning
No cover up I hope I’m learning
Some honesty, some honesty