The girl next door will sing alone tonight
She paints her lips ruby red its quite the sight
She lays out her gowns, clutches her pearls
And shakes out her curls
With every strain to hit those high notes
Through tear studded, bloodshot eyes
Each night it's the same
The song it remains, a tale of missed goodbyes
The girl next door, will sing alone tonight
The girl next door will sing alone tonight
She slides on her gown and zips up tight
On her head rests a veil, a crown of thorns dressed in black
She's waiting in the wings
Hurting each day
He's saying all the things
That keeps her in play
What kind of man must he be
To live a life of duplicity
It's all about control
He plays the starring role
She's waiting in the wings
With no confidence to fly
He's saying all the things
But it's just a lie
Why's it so hard for her to see
Ignoring her best friends heartfelt plea
To break those mental chains
That tie her to what remains
She's waiting in the wings
Awaiting her time
He's saying all the things
Yet it'll never be her time
Now the time has come
It's all you've ever wanted
A natural evolution
A familial anticipation
You're stoked for success
It's born and bred
A figure of fun, who's equally numb
To the sacrifice of the dead
You were a figure of fun, something quite harmless
A cheeky rogue and you carried on regardless
Now the jokes on us and it's not quite so amusing
You're not quite a statesman you're something quite appalling
It's all just a jape
A cynical backdrop
You're lust and plays for power
Show no signs to stop
Just stop
Now we're burning
A lack of compression
You'll leave in your wake, more tears and heartache
We never could quite imagine
And we're over the truth
And we're sold the lie
An easy mistake, yet so costly to make
As good men stand idly by
There's such a lot of noise in the world
All fighting for air
There's so much competition out there
Each with their grudges to bear
I can't deny it
I've made up my mind
I know I'm right
I'm told all the time
I sliver and shrink
I know what to think
The deeper I sink into my
Echo Chamber
There's too much opinion treated was fact
Let's take it to task
A modern social menace, tolerance lacks
It's what we might ask
about
Temporarily stepping outside Halloween Jack, Adam Camm delivers his first solo EP, Echo Chamber. Packed with splashy reverb, mellotrons, pianos and guitars, Echo Chamber has a distinctly 60's feel and is proud of it.
credits
released September 24, 2021
All songs written, mixed and produced by Adam Camm
Mastered by Sage Audio, Nashville, TN
Backing Vocals on Echo Chamber by Marie Corin
Photography by Marie Corin
Special thanks to Ian McEwan, David Camm and Marie Corin
Cermony's Ross John Farrar experiments with synths, bass, & percussion to make music similar to that from the '80s homemade tape scene. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2023