I'm a Rock Star

I'm not really into New Year's resolutions, but I have decided to begin a year long project for 2009. As you may or may not know, I'm an aspiring musician. In order to continue growing and being disciplined in pursuit of that, I've decided to write one song per month about whatever is significant (or just interesting) in that month; a musical journal, if you will. This will be good motivation for me to finish at least one song a month and also push me to write about a broader range of subjects. It's nearing the end of January and so far, so good. I don't know if I'll share every month's song with the general public, but I am going to share the song for January with yall. It's about always being on the move and leaving behind people I love. So this one goes out to all my homies (and family). My myspace page is www.myspace.com/danielstinsonmusic. I also realize I am not the best annunciator and my mom couldn't understand me even if I was, so here's the lyrics:


Eastern Standard (January)

The evening air is filled with
The expectation of what this year brings
I know you said you'd better make it on this song
So listen as I sing

I'm so thankful for this time spent
These days have been a much needed relief
This autumn came and left me feeling isolated
I think you would agree

It's always warm in Texas
The winter months can hardly hold it down, I can't be held in place
I must leave in January or so I think


You've let me into your life
I'm sorry I can't stay
It seems I'm always on the run
Maybe you could hold my place
For when I return
I hope this is the case
There always is another town
You know that I can't stay


I've taken it for granted
I see it clear, I have acted selfishly
My friends and my family have always shown
Their love waits there for me

I could be happy in Chicago
I hope that I will make it on my way, I'd have a place to stay
The same goes for Alaska and my home state


You've let me into your life
I'm sorry I can't stay
It seems I'm always on the run
Maybe you could hold my place
For when I return
I hope this is the case
There always is another town
You know that I can't stay


Now I'm headed to the East Coast
My course is set, and I must follow through
But that doesn't mean that I won't
Miss your face, I always think of you
You know that I look forward to
When I can board that plane and come to see you
And if you're ever coming through, I will make room


You've let me into your life
I'm sorry I can't stay
It seems I'm always on the run
Maybe you could hold my place
For when I return
I hope this is the case
There always is another town

I won't you let go just because
I'm in another state
It's always good to hear your voice
And it's always worth the wait
Stay close to your phone
You know I stay up late
Eastern Standard can't keep me from
Staying wide awake