A live version of a song called Walls, taken from a small, intimate garage show about a week back. Musically, it's somber and contemplative, building to an explosive, heavy, and frankly, filthy ending. Lyrics start a bit after 1:35 or so. Lyrically, it's about the struggles of marriage (or any relationship, I guess, but it was directly inspired by my marriage): the fights, the anger, the sadness, the loneliness, running (from God/partner/self), the inability to communicate. These are all told through snapshots in the lyrics, with the second verse culminating in something I have said out loud to my wife after we have both finished tearing each other down in a blowout fight: "why are we so mean"? Marriage is hard. This hardly even captures all that I need to say, but it's the first set of lyrics that I, personally, have written in about 3-4 years and I'm proud of it as a foray back into writing lyrics again. http://www.fuzzyvandelay.com/music has the the whole show ~ We're not on the same page Missed again today I hate the place we end up when we stray Don't look me that way I feel a creeping rage Recoil at your face I hope it goes away You don't see me that well I run until I'm small enough to go unseen Punching fists with the wall It never helps at all A hateful heart My God Why are we so mean?more