Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eddie Berman
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eddie Berman
Composer
Edward Lynch Berman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eddie Berman
Producer
Pierre de Reeder
Mixing Engineer
Pete Lyman
Engineer
Lyrics
I’m starting now to finally find
I’m bouncing back and forth in time
Between what I lost
And what I’ll never have
It’s the damnedest thing to champ the bit
So long you nearly swallow it
So if I choke
Just don’t dress me in plaid
It’s the long awaited cue to stop
Cause I don’t need a thing you got
So get your kicks and talk your shit
About all the precious things you bought
But please don’t be surprised
When another carney’s crowned
Cause when you look up babe
I will not be around
I moved with every breath you made
Took pictures of everything I ate
And I pressed the flesh
But I guess a different kind
Some days call for honesty
And this one’s got the best of me
You know I’ve always had
A different life in mind
I’ll keep it brief cause few words fit
This is what’s become of wit
The slightest change of aim
And brevity just murders it
But I’ve always been longwinded
And I can’t be changing now
When you look up babe
I will not be around
What could be, I have seen
And not just in my head
If I was made a different way
I might stay instead
Instead
Instead I’ll burn myself in effigy
And that’ll be my masterpiece
You know it’s more about the notes
That you don’t see
When the final ember burns
I’ll be gone as far as you’re concerned
Though you never really
Seemed to be
So if it comes off selfish
Put that one on me
But if it comes off easy
Then it’s probably just this key
‘Cause it breaks my heart to say it
But there will not be a sound
And when you look up babe
I will not be around
Written by: Edward Lynch Berman