I uploaded a new song to my play list but I'd like explain the situation around this song and print the lyrics here. The name of the song is "When You're Blind"
I consider this one of my best lyrical songs I've ever written because of the irony in each line. I wrote this song after my oldest son, at the age of 16, decided he wanted to try acid (LSD) He was riding around with friends when he started tripping out. He got out of the car and removed all his clothes. He just so happened to do this across from the country sheriff's home, so he got word of what was going on, put my son in his cop car and took him to the hospital. I get the call from one of the friends he was with. He said, "I think you need to get to the hospital, something is wrong with Richard (my son). So I speed off to the hospital and as I enter the emergency room I could hear him yelling, singing, reciting the commercial for Skittles. Now, it's funny, back then, it wasn't. He was tripping big time. He had a tongue ring in...and the Doggie Houser doctor came in and told me I had to take out his tongue ring so they could do a scan of his head because they weren't sure what was going on with him. (his friends are in the waiting room...they knew what he had taken but wouldn't tell the doctor) First, I told the doctor I'm not going anywhere near his mouth so he can bite me...secondly I told the doctor he was tripping on LSD (I grew up in the 60's and 70's)...his heart rate was over 170 per minute...I told the doctor to give him valium or something to bring him down, but they refused because THEY didn't know what was going on wtih him. Needless to say I was not pleased with the doctors or his so called friends. I confronted his friends to come clean, but still they refused. He tripped heavy for about 5 hours and then slowly came out of it. His heart could have given out at any time because his heart rate stayed well over 150 for over 5 hours. By the time he was released I was playing the guilt game with myself for not keeping a better eye on him. Anyways...that was a low time in my life; my kid, tripping out on acid...That is where the inspiration came for this song. I hope you will take a listen to it and read the lyrics...
WHEN YOU’RE BLIND
COPYRIGHT: DEBRA CRAINE, 2001
HOW DO YOU REACH FOR HOPE WHEN THERE AINT NO MORE?
HOW DO YOU GRASP AT LIFE WITH DEATH AT YOUR DOOR?
HOW CAN YOU SEE THE LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL WHEN YOU’RE BLIND?
HOW DO YOU GET UP WHEN YOU AINT NEVER SLEPT?
HOW DO YOU GAMBLE WITH NOTHING LEFT TO BET?
HOW DO YOU HOLD ON TO THE END OF A ROPE THAT’S COME UNTIED?
CHORUS:
SOMETIMES I SIT ON MY FRONT PORCH, AND WATCH THE TRAINS AS THEY PASS BY.
SOMETIMES I HAVE TO STOP MYSELF, FROM JUST CATCHING A RIDE; TO BE ANYWHERE BUT HERE.
HOW DO YOU LAUGH WHEN THE JOKE IS ON YOU?
HOW DO YOU DREAM WHEN YOUR NIGHTMARES COME TRUE?
WHERE IS THE STRENGTH WHEN YOU’VE GIVEN EVERYTHING YOU GOT?
WHERE ARE THE WORDS WHEN THERE’S NOTHING LEFT TO SAY?
WHEN ARE THOSE GOD DAMNED SIGNS GONNA LEAD MY WAY?
WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOU FIND OUT YOU’RE NOT EVERYTHING YOU THOUGHT?
2ND CHORUS:
SOMETIMES YOU GOTTA KEEP ON GOING, EVEN WHEN YOU JUST DON’T HAVE THE HEART.
AND SOMETIMES THE HARDEST THING YOU HAVE TO DO, IS WATCH IT ALL FALL APART; AND THEN BUILD IT BACK AGAIN.
1ST VERSE AGAIN
I consider this one of my best lyrical songs I've ever written because of the irony in each line. I wrote this song after my oldest son, at the age of 16, decided he wanted to try acid (LSD) He was riding around with friends when he started tripping out. He got out of the car and removed all his clothes. He just so happened to do this across from the country sheriff's home, so he got word of what was going on, put my son in his cop car and took him to the hospital. I get the call from one of the friends he was with. He said, "I think you need to get to the hospital, something is wrong with Richard (my son). So I speed off to the hospital and as I enter the emergency room I could hear him yelling, singing, reciting the commercial for Skittles. Now, it's funny, back then, it wasn't. He was tripping big time. He had a tongue ring in...and the Doggie Houser doctor came in and told me I had to take out his tongue ring so they could do a scan of his head because they weren't sure what was going on with him. (his friends are in the waiting room...they knew what he had taken but wouldn't tell the doctor) First, I told the doctor I'm not going anywhere near his mouth so he can bite me...secondly I told the doctor he was tripping on LSD (I grew up in the 60's and 70's)...his heart rate was over 170 per minute...I told the doctor to give him valium or something to bring him down, but they refused because THEY didn't know what was going on wtih him. Needless to say I was not pleased with the doctors or his so called friends. I confronted his friends to come clean, but still they refused. He tripped heavy for about 5 hours and then slowly came out of it. His heart could have given out at any time because his heart rate stayed well over 150 for over 5 hours. By the time he was released I was playing the guilt game with myself for not keeping a better eye on him. Anyways...that was a low time in my life; my kid, tripping out on acid...That is where the inspiration came for this song. I hope you will take a listen to it and read the lyrics...
WHEN YOU’RE BLIND
COPYRIGHT: DEBRA CRAINE, 2001
HOW DO YOU REACH FOR HOPE WHEN THERE AINT NO MORE?
HOW DO YOU GRASP AT LIFE WITH DEATH AT YOUR DOOR?
HOW CAN YOU SEE THE LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL WHEN YOU’RE BLIND?
HOW DO YOU GET UP WHEN YOU AINT NEVER SLEPT?
HOW DO YOU GAMBLE WITH NOTHING LEFT TO BET?
HOW DO YOU HOLD ON TO THE END OF A ROPE THAT’S COME UNTIED?
CHORUS:
SOMETIMES I SIT ON MY FRONT PORCH, AND WATCH THE TRAINS AS THEY PASS BY.
SOMETIMES I HAVE TO STOP MYSELF, FROM JUST CATCHING A RIDE; TO BE ANYWHERE BUT HERE.
HOW DO YOU LAUGH WHEN THE JOKE IS ON YOU?
HOW DO YOU DREAM WHEN YOUR NIGHTMARES COME TRUE?
WHERE IS THE STRENGTH WHEN YOU’VE GIVEN EVERYTHING YOU GOT?
WHERE ARE THE WORDS WHEN THERE’S NOTHING LEFT TO SAY?
WHEN ARE THOSE GOD DAMNED SIGNS GONNA LEAD MY WAY?
WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOU FIND OUT YOU’RE NOT EVERYTHING YOU THOUGHT?
2ND CHORUS:
SOMETIMES YOU GOTTA KEEP ON GOING, EVEN WHEN YOU JUST DON’T HAVE THE HEART.
AND SOMETIMES THE HARDEST THING YOU HAVE TO DO, IS WATCH IT ALL FALL APART; AND THEN BUILD IT BACK AGAIN.
1ST VERSE AGAIN
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