Between Birth & Ground, by Paddy Heaton

Between Birth & Ground

by Paddy Heaton

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1.	Within the Silence 02:50	lyrics	buy track
I’m sitting with the paradox of image That passers-by don’t see the real me Who am I if I am not the sum of what’s inside my head Is that always who I want to be? I’m taking time to think about my future The one when I don’t end up on a stage Maybe I should hear my own advice about identity “Don’t find it in your hobbies or your wage” Strip me of the platform and the titles Take away my instruments and cut my hair What if why I made a noise was found within the silence Maybe who I am is buried there? Legacy's defined by the beholder Mortal and eternal disagree Followers will only end up scrolling past your funeral And won't put stock in what they cannot see Strip me of the platform and the titles Take away my instruments and cut my hair What if why I made a noise was found within the silence Maybe who I am is buried there? So I'm pinning all I am on upon a poor man One with resurrection in His veins May I be remembered as a man who never lost his soul While dreaming of the world he could have gained Strip me of the platform and the titles Take away my instruments and cut my hair After I'm done making noise and all I am is silence Open up the grave I won't be there
2.	Bigger Barns 03:38	lyrics	buy track
Oh my soul Take a look around Who am I to say that what I have is not enough? Still my mind Prone to wandering Will fall into a trap and covet greener grass than mine Am I praying right If I'm reeling off a list of all the things I need? Will it be enough When I reach the finish line or will it just repeat? Lift your head and turn around Cast your idols to the ground On the altar sacrifice your plans Build your bigger barns for grain They'll only be burned down again So hold the future lightly in your hands I will try To reconcile my thoughts That every door has closed no matter how hard I have pushed With the truth That God is on my side And at the perfect time for all my needs he will provide Can we disagree On the definition of the "perfect time" for me? How do I make plans If I’m always waiting for the final missing piece? Lift your head and turn around Cast your idols to the ground On the altar sacrifice your plans Build your bigger barns for grain They'll only be burned down again So hold the future lightly in your hands Store up all you want Know that it won't last Someday all your plans Will be in the past Don’t define enough As the thing you lack Satisfaction lies On the narrow path Lift your head and turn around Cast your idols to the ground On the altar sacrifice your plans Build your bigger barns for grain They'll only be burned down again So hold the future lightly in your hands
3.	Don't Let It Pass You By 03:28	lyrics	buy track
Days go past so slowly But months just run away Youth declares its death and bears maturity again Baby birds are leaving The nests their mothers made All around the summer fades to autumn’s glory shade You can’t stop the march of time The hue of your days has been defined But you know that life is lived right here in the moment So don’t let it pass you by “Time is a dictator” Nina said it best Wrestle all you want but you’ll still leave at its behest Winners become losers Lovers end up dead “The only thing that’s certain”, that’s what everybody says You can’t stop the march of time The hue of your days has been defined But you know that life is lived right here in the moment So don’t let it pass you by I could fill up all my years With worrying and pointless fears And waste the precious seconds I have left But in between birth and ground Is where the gold of life is found So isn’t losing worth the love you gain? Memory is fickle Well mine is not my friend Everything I love will be forgotten in the end But while I am still dreaming And breath is in my lungs I will grasp the nettle even though I might be stung You can’t stop the march of time The hue of your days has been defined But you know that life is lived right here in the moment So don’t let it pass you by You know that life is lived right here in the moment So don’t let it pass you by
4.	Memories & Bones 04:46	lyrics	buy track
I made my first friend in a clinic He never really had a choice Now we live in different cities and we’re happy But I miss hearing his voice There were five of us at Ali’s Writing songs and planning shows Filled our Saturdays with noise and games of footy We still play, just on our own Who we are keeps evolving Who we were fades away in the end Friends we knew plot a map to the present All we are is memories and bones I don't see any one from school now I guess that life got in the way Sometimes wonder if I'd be another person Question what he'd have to say Who we are keeps evolving Who we were fades away in the end Friends we knew plot a map to the present All we are is memories and bones I'm haunted by the ghosts of who I'd be If I'd been cast in other people's scenes I am who I am because of who I choose to see I met my best friend in a choir It’s funny how the time has gone 5 years later and I'm still buying her flowers But now the vase is in our home Who we are keeps evolving Who we were fades away in the end Friends we knew plot a map to the present All we are is memories and bones All we are is memories and bones

about

I've been thinking about time. Sometimes it rushes past, sometimes it outstays its welcome. Future is suddenly present and then lost to the past. Dreams either slowly become reality or exist as an imagined future, out of our grasp. Time is a dictator, and it changes us. So if I've grown up and changed, who am I now - and who will I be remembered as?

These little acoustic songs were written and recorded very quickly in September, and act as a diary of sorts. Normally I'd worry about what to do with them and leave them on a hard-drive - but I've decided to let them out in the world. They are honest, imperfect, real songs. I hope you enjoy them.