I'm slammed, you guys. That's a big part of what's going on in this song. I have more on my plate than I know what to do with, and it's a drag. I'm not one to bring my work home, but sometimes I have to. I'll often spin my wheels in these songs about how I process my relationship with responsibility and expectation. It helps me to cope.
I have to give a tip of my hat to Rebecca, from whom I stole the best line in this song. She likes to draw the distinction between luck and fortune -- that luck is mere happenstance, and fortune is a force within which you've got agency. I agree with her and like the concept so much that I sang about it.
I'm so glad I found time to write this. Wish me luck -- no! Wish me good fortune as I press on.
lyrics
Every morning
I could reach for it
I could name it
I could strive for it
Don't be lucky
She said be fortunate
There's a difference
You could show it to me
Don't confuse me
Take control for me
Don't be cautious
Instead be confident
Know the difference
Strive for it
Think of the light
Fly to it
Every morning
I'm a portrait
I could add to it
I could tear through it
Don't be selfish
Try self-interested
There's a difference
Strive for
Think of the light
Fly to it