Ben Gage "She's Calling" | Gage House Sessions | #songwriting #musings
From a songwriting group prompt, the word being "Focus". I've had some recent conversations how the upcoming administration could pose some real issues for how we collectively care and stay aware of environmental issues. It's a bit more political than I typically write, but I'm passionate that we should care about nature more than we often do. I wrote this on a Dec day in Ohio where the temperature was 60 degrees just two days later.... if you think that 60 degrees in northeast OH in the last week of Dec is normal... you may not like this song... Part of the ongoing catalog project of my original tunes paired with the songwriting process. You can find all of those musings here: https://www.bengagemusic.com/musings This project is possible because of the amazing folks who believe in original music, you can join us at / bengagemusic Gear used: Martin 00015sm Canon EOS R8 Zoom h6 Ear Trumpet - Edwina ----------------------------- Title: She's Calling Lyrics: She's calling, we don’t listen no She's calling, we don’t listen no Too focused on the profit to pick up on the pain She's shaking and shes screaming, begging us like rain We sit and count the paper in the eye of a hurricane She's calling Well the preening politicians in their monday morning best Go to war with their opinions and disregard the rest They’ve been tethered to the company that flashes the most pay Set aside their needy conscience it’s always getting in the way See the people that selected those dogs in cloaks of wool Just want jugs of fresh water and to keep their children full And to breath in air not poison to lean into a breeze Mother earth is fading, she's losing out to greed Chorus (short) The bill that stops the building of another dirty mine Starts to step on someone's wallet, so they say that it’s just fine What's a little more pollution when it means a slew of jobs If we lose a couple workers, the top still likes those odds It’s all buddies in the courtroom, the characters from before They got the chair they wanted, so don’t hear us anymore As long as we’re all bickering in the pits the built below They treat her as they please, and we will never know Chorus (short) As they burn their mounds of tires, and petrol by the ton They charge 10 cents a bag for the groceries when were done Even though their giant shoulders inflated from the gluttony Could hold a little burden, it gets passed to you and me They’ve fooled us into thinking the only thing that matters Is how much can you sell it for to keep climbing man made ladders There's no time for nature walking or for sitting under trees We’ll cut them down for mansions, to hide from all her pleas Chorus (long) Maybe there's a message, maybe there's a chance If we free our public servants from the corporation trance When numbers on a ledger start to come in second place To the health of the only home that holds the human race Then we can start connecting with our neighbors like we should Stop fighting over diversions like they knew that we all would They can have all the dollars, I’ll take deep breaths and take love Practicing my sorrys, when she rings I’m picking up __________________ Ben Gage is a folk and blues songwriter from Akron, OH. Subscribe to his channel HERE: / @bengagemusic Like on Facebook HERE: / bengagemusic Follow on Instagram HERE: / bengagemusic For even more head to our website at https://www.bengagemusic.com
