So as promised, this is the first song in my song series entitled “The Afterthought.” These are songs I wrote whilst on the road, inspired by challenges and new experiences I had while traveling. I wrote this particular tune after spending a night somewhere I didn’t belong, somewhere I didn’t feel safe, somewhere with people who didn’t respect me. I kind of got stuck, without a way home and couldn’t log onto internet to call a cab, so I just went to sleep and figured it all out in the morning (safer than walking!)
There’s more of a story here, but I feel the song speaks for itself. One of the roughest spots I got myself into along the way of this adventure was in the company of someone who seemed pretty trustworthy, but I learned I trust too muchhh! Also, never let anyone drive you anywhere you can’t get home from, should you need to leave, even if it’s a friend. When you’re a female solo traveller, its important to always have a way home, not relying on anyone else. #protips
Here’s the lyrics!
"Cold To The Touch" ⒸSavannah Jaine Music 2017 ASCAP what'd ya tell her about me whats the story I need to know so I can play along Must've been something good she chose to stay was it that I'm crazy I'll try to keep it that way for ya Secrets buried in the basement Things she'll never know My legs encased in dry cement but I'm just a stone's throw was it hard to find a replacement does she love you just as much is your heart all full and warm my body, my body's cold to the touch she has my eyes I see a little more innocent she's not been hurt thats all on me what a pity you chose to play the only woman who wouldnt let you get away with those Chorus You said "We're all just killing time, we're all just killing time," Why couldn't I have mine? Chorus