Garden Variety Productions

Something's Got to Change

(Mike McCornack)

How clear now is my memory, the year not long forgotten
When the mist lay in the pasture in the lowlands by the bay
A gentle grove of giants sang the wind a lonely harmony
The low and ancient melody was asking me to stay.

In my home around a fire the air was filled with music
Of our voices and the instruments my friends and I would play
And as I turn my heart to listen, the memory grows dim
The sun into the mist on the horizon makes its way.

For those days are gone, and I am, too
Sometimes my life and I divide on what to do
When the way I make my living is so far from how I live
It's tearing up my heart and something's got to give
Something's got to change in my life.

The time was not so long ago, that life was filled with certainty
I had no doubt my destiny was firmly in my hand.
The dream was such a part of me, music came as easily
As wind across the water or the surf upon the sand.

But vision, oh sweet vision, do my eyes no longer see?
Is the shadow cast by yesterday the only thing that's true?
Well then, damn the thief that time is, and bless the memories,
But I won't give up the moment that I'm sharing now with you.

For those days are gone, and I am, too
Sometimes yesterday takes me away from you
And I want to live this moment the best that I can live
It's tearing up my heart, there's so much I want to give
Something's got to change in my life.