On My Way Here

So, because 2 people have been really really quick and commented on my previous post, I can’t do an ETA like I was planning to and have to do a whole new post. Which who really cares anyway? It’s my blog and I’ll do it how I like.

Anyway, I’ve finished listening to OMWH by Clay Aiken. Firstly it’s a HUGE difference from ATDW. Definitely a huge difference. And while almost 80% of the songs sound really nice for radio, it’s good that there’s lyrics so I can read them. Cos the lyrics are really very very meaningful, even if the music don’t seem to match – but that’s just me. I don’t think there’s a song in there that’s really on a happy theme. It’s all very angsty and, just lyrics alone, kind of melancholic even. (^.-) Is Mr Aiken feeling the effects of lost love or something? Btw, I see the repeated theme of lost love and pain as an indicator of life. Mr Aiken, masochism may make you feel alive but it’s not a healthy outlet for angst and broken hearts. Someday, in the capacity of a bo liao Claymate, I might just read through the entire lyrics set and see what exactly is the message behind it all. It’s kind of depressing actually. He’s got lyrics like: ‘Now that I know pain I’m more alive’, ’silence, long lost friend, you’ve come to me again’, ’seems whenever I let somebody get this close, I’m right back where I got hurt the most’, ‘everybody gets down down down, why you tryin to carry the weight of the world?’, ’self-inflicted circus clown’. Anyway, get the point? There are depressing (even if they are pretty) lyrics in there. Well, those who read my fanfics would know, I love this kind of stuff. Angsty and all the sadness. Anyway…

Of course, I don’t expect all the songs to be like On My Way Here or Lover All Alone (which incidentally was the itunes bonus track from ATDW). There are songs in there that are super uptempo and nice if you don’t listen too closely to the lyrics. I go in for the more sappy ballads. My favourites are The Real Me and Sacrificial Love which I will put the lyrics up later, then you can see what a sap I am. Lol! Hmmm…not sure what else to review. I really wish Clay managed to get Kyrie onto the track list. It would be a wonderful ending song. You know? After examining his life up to now and he’s gotten where he was getting to, it’s nice to end with a song that talks about his walking into the future. Or he could have ended with On My Way Here instead of opening with it. You know? Something a bit more hopeful and optimistic.

So on the whole, I find the album is well worth the wait and very well prepared. Clay has come a long long way since he first started and the lyrics of this song can chronicle in a way, his struggle as an artist and maybe his personal life (now that he has to juggle a public and private life)? Unfortunately, a tad forgettable. At the end of the cd I’m not humming any song nor do I really remember any of the tunes. So, on my personal, multipurpose scale, I give On My Way Here 3.5 out of 5 stars.

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The Real Me
Foolish hearts looks like we’re here again. Same old game of plastic smile, don’t let anybody in. Hiding my heartache, will this glass house break? How much will they take before I’m empty? Do I let it show? Does anybody know?

But you see the real me hiding in my skin, broken from within. Reveal me completely, I’m loosening my grasp. No need to hold back my frailty cos you see the real me.

Painted on, life is behind a mask. Self inflicted circus clown, I’m tired of the song and dance. Living a charade, always on parade, what a mess I’ve made of my existence. But you love me even now, and still I see somehow that you see the real me hiding in my skin, broken from within. Reveal me completely, I’m loosening my grasp. No need to hold back my frailty, cos you see the real me.

Shadows of shattered dreams. They’ve followed me, they’ve haunted me. But you’ve taken the broken pieces of my life and helped me to believe.

You see the real me hiding in my skin, broken from within. Reveal me completely, I’m loosening my grasp. No need to hold back my frailty cos you see the real me.

Sacrificial Love
Sometimes I feel like I’m chasing the shadows in your eyes. Losing my footing and looking for something I recognize. You tell me you’re here forever, but act like you’re passing through. Which one’s the real you?

Are you only practicing until you find the real thing? Taking up space until you find yourself that perfect face? Are you looking over my shoulder? Am I enough or just your sacrificial love?

I know when we started that I kind of talked you into this. I was good for the moment but now something’s missing from your kiss. I see you lying beside me but I feel you’re moving on. Which one’s the real you?

Are you only practicing until you find the real thing? Taking up space until you find yourself that perfect face? Are you looking over my shoulder? Am I enough or just your sacrificial love?

Do I have to spill my tears, teach you how to say goodbye? If that’s not what I am to you, then what am I? What am I?

Are you only practicing until you find the real thing? Taking up space until you find yourself that perfect face? Are you looking over my shoulder? Am I enough or just your sacrificial love?

~ by mezzogal on May 14, 2008.