We Are Sandcastles

The, yes, I'll say it... blessing of a Macbook has come very in handy: recording a song became so incredibly much easier. I have a new song up. It's called We Are Sandcastles. Have a listen. It's different.

The Lyrics:
I know something you don't.
I know something the whole world doesn't know.
Now where did my pen go?

Sandcastles in the sun.
Sinking lower one by one
and we think we can only blame the ocean.

Everybody's changing.
But I still feel the same.
We all turn different ages,
But I'm still playing games
that no one wants to play.

Fools gold in our pockets,
Pictures of Children in our lockets
and we hope they will always be little angels.

Everybody's changing.
But I still feel the same.
But I'm still playing games
that no one wants to play.

Ooh...

This song is obscurely about childhood and growing up.
The "I know something you don't" really doesn't have any meaning inside itself. I just liked it because it's a very childish thing to do to boast about something that nobody else in the world knows. I dont know... I liked it.

Sandcastles in the sun, sinking lower one by one, and we think we can only blame the ocean.
This is why the song is called We Are Sandcastles. Really, this is just about how nobody wants to blame teenagers any more for ruining their lives, or sinking. Instead, they blame society, or the ocean.

Fools gold in our pockets, pictures of children in our lockets. And we hope they will always be little angels. Again, parents fooling themselves that their kids are genuine "gold," and they'll always be perfect in every way.

The chorus is simply how I feel. Everyone around me seems so put-together, like a shiny new macbook pro or something. And then there's me, little old awkward Isaac, still picking his nose in class (true story). And yet, I'm a senior, somebody people actually look up to. I still play super smash bros on the gamecube and talk to my imaginary friend Pal every once in a while. He says hi. I constantly loose important things, like watches and pencils, and I'm still late to class, even though Mr. Baxter considers that "vary cheeldish thing ter do." Maybe I'm just imature, and I think that might be right.

I did this post more for my own benefit than for your's. I'm not completely sure as to what the actual meaning of this song is.

And consider this a rough draft-- the vocals are squeaky and the timing is a little off.
Nevertheless, enjoy
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