Some Songs #3 pt 1
Here’s another selection of songs I’ve written. If you have any questions about any of the subject matter or meaning in any of the songs, just leave a comment below and I’d be glad to answer.
First off…
https://soundcloud.com/shane-hurley/venus-flytrap-food-old
Venus Flytrap Food
Falling down the back seat again,
Don’t stop driving,
Falling down the back seat again,
A million miles to the end,
It took two to make this happen & your love is not a weapon,
Anymore,
*
Making my advances from you,
Pull myself through,
To find that all but mine has been used,
Nobody is starting a new,
You said this world was Topsy-turvy,
& your leaving it early,
Don’t wait for me
*
Mulberry aerosol filled room,
Won’t even do,
Opening all the windows,
Nobody’s leaving you,
*
Have to be home now, for ten,
Recycle all the things she said,
& pray that this can just be the end,
Mistaken man,
Mistook for Venus flytrap food but every man wants to be,
At least sometimes
Some Songs #2
Time for another blog while the recording is gone quiet for a few days. I’m only going to post two songs today; one old & one new. Old’s up first.
Remember, if I have any recorded version of a song which I’m giving the lyrics to, the link to the song will be posted over the song title.
https://soundcloud.com/shane-hurley/until-the-end
Until The End
Even the look of them makes me sick,
If you really want to go, come make me tick,
And I’ll show you something really cool,
You look better with a red complexion,
Affectionately saying no more,
*
I’d take a holiday from all this crap,
But people haunting me, and setting traps,
Pisses me off,
So I’ll be walking in these streets,
If anybody really wants to dance,
They can waltz with their new romance,
*
Oh when will they be done with me,
Until the end I guess,
*
Crying like a baby,
So much less than you deserve,
Whaling like a mothers young,
Everyone else flies away,
You’d never fly away if it was up to me,
*
When will they be done with you,
Until the end I guess,
No, not until the end.
***
OK, now for the new. No recordings as of yet (but is set to be recorded soon)
Doctors Orders
Follow doctors orders,
Reaching for the borders of the map of my brain,
Staring up again,
At the distance to climb,
Where the weather is fine,
It used to bring me relief,
It’s now against my beliefs,
*
Because at least down here,
Detention is fair,
Don’t have to try to be another guy,
I’m just my bad self but I try,
*
Different strands of frustration are flowing through my bones,
Do you remember when I used to hate being on my own?
Well, now the feelings reversed,
My friends reimbursed,
What’s say we get it together & embrace the way it hurts,
*
Because at least down here,
You know I can’t care
***
And that’s all I got for today. Although, as today is just my second day off medication for 11 years, I’m already feeling a little irritable and so may be looking for something to keep me occupied, so I may be back as soon as tonight.
Take care
Shane
Some Songs #1
Back in the days of Myspace, when they lead the way in social media for musicians, I used to blog a lot. Something I have not been able to keep up since. I guess I just never used the right medium to do so. Facebook & Soundcloud etc, just aren’t made for it but I get the whole Tumblr thing now, so I’m gona make my first post, in what will be a series. Some Songs
These are a collection of lyrics from past and upcoming songs. I hope you read and enjoy.
If I have a recording of the song, I will post a link over the lyrics if you want to listen as you read.
Shane
https://soundcloud.com/shane-hurley/lighters-satellites
Lighters & Satellites
Ratings are off the chart,
Torn between two worlds that you can’t tell apart,
Well it seems to me,
That the parts you want to be,
Are only extras, in a city scene,
*
So come, be with me now,
I haven’t many bandages but there’s enough to go around,
You know the sun will still go down,
I think we can make it on lighters & satellites,
*
Routine A and route B,
Divided by an ocean as far as the eye can see,
Keeping up the act,
Keeping a piece of you in tact,
*
You lead me by the hand, in & out of madness,
Yeah and you, you fucked with my head,
Stepped over the line,
Remember that it’s me whose on your side,
*
I’m chasing truth in the dark
https://soundcloud.com/shane-hurley/inside-your-head
Inside Your Head
I can make you whole again,
Just you wait & see,
It’s almost if your telling me,
What I tell mine when they’re down,
(down) is where I’ll be she said,
Meet me there instead of inside your head,
But must I admit,
The funniest bit,
Was peace and quiet,
Got replaced by a riot created by us,
*
Fix the shelf with my self portrait on,
Maybe it’s destined to slide & fall,
And then you’ll see,
Eventually,
Your happiness will never stay with me,
(stay with me) she said,
Surely we’re meant to be,
I couldn’t tell you baby, I cant see,
Like when we were young,
When we were stung,
The pain remains,
But it’s not the same,
It still sure is hard to explain,
*
Gazing at the stars again,
Pull me back down, ‘cus it’s time to pretend,
Everywhere,
That I look is bare,
Like a forest fire,
That consumed everything in sight,
But now I’m this close behind,
I see the light but it’s making me blind,
Making me sick,
And making me cry,
I try to explain so hard,
This lie
***
***
https://soundcloud.com/shane-hurley/shane-hurley-sad-not-mad-very
Sad Not Mad
Ice, twisting & falling,
Down this borrowed soul,
Try to keep on walking,
Leave the life you stole,
Inside and out,
You make a perfect shape,
For the light to dance around,
And if you make, this time,
Just one mistake,
Then the sun would surely cry,
*
Why do you think I’m lying,
Sad,
We only want to help you, your not,
Mad,
*
Silence is a virtue
And that’s it! For now at least. I love to share stuff like this as creatively, music takes up about 70% percent of my time. The rest is writing, poetry and arty stuff. So expect more of that.
Til next time
Shane
In Your Words
Did they dig you up the other day?
What did the time team have to say?
Did the world fade out in your head?
In you words, are you there?
“New song, set for the studio.
I’ll upload a clip as soon as possible”
I really should be working on something
I am, pissing around in Photoshop
David Duffy, (who has played bass with me for many years now) has an alternate way to portray his obscure relationship with creativity. I’m lucky enough to have had him help me achieve what I was looking for from my music but he has the pencil too.
I haven’t used a pencil since school
I tried to coax people to visit my Myspace page years ago, by being as cute as possible…
…and by being 1 years old
“The Next Time The Bell Rings”
This is a poem I wrote on the train in Berlin. Bound for the airport to get home for a friends funeral. As sad as the situation was, this poem flowed from pen to paper like I had never experienced before. Not even about the loss of my friend, but about something sad all the same.
I am numb to all your staring now,
wait your turn and you’ll seen,
There’s a beautiful knot in the wooden desk in front of me,
I sit and wonder where it comes from,
the maturity of it’s many rings reminds me of how young I should be,
in my old school, our class groups borrowed their names from different types of wood,
birch, beech, oak, sycamore,
I always liked school,
I was made for it,
so I broke the mold,
I hated all the eyes, the knowing eyes,
the uniform, the superiority,
sometimes I could feel my own popularity being boomed throughout the playground,
I felt I was looked up to but I only ever wondered why,
By the time I had to leave and be on my own,
every smile was a teardrop,
trickling down the sunken face of a supposedly popular guy,
the next time the bell rings, I will leave through the back door,
no farewell,
no pain,
numb to all the staring,
in time you will be seen.
Inside and out,
you make a perfect shape,
for the light to dance around,
If you make this time,
Just one mistake,
then the sun would surely cry.
“Sad Not Mad” by Shane Hurley:
https://soundcloud.com/shane-hurley/shane-hurley-sad-not-mad-very
Discuss this track over @ facebook.com/shanehurleyofficial
This is me in Berlin. Four days after I arrived, I found myself making electronic/reggae music with a mental Italian and two Jamaican dudes we met at a bar. Crazy how much can happen in a year.
This is me with my band. I’ve never had a full band playing my songs before. It’s a nice feeling. They’re called The Triplets Of Belleville

