Fish

I’m a fish and I wanna be a bird,
I’m a fish and I wanna be a bird,
And I’m looking for a hook,
Looking for a hook to fly away.

In her previous life she was a pretty tree,
In her previous life she was a pretty tree,
And the choppers cut her down,
The choppers cut her down to set her free.

When you’ve gone through the door, looking back you’ll see,
When you’ve gone through the door, looking back you’ll see,
That there is no door at all,
There is no door at all,
There is no door and you’ve always rambled here.

I remember how I met you in million lives
And you were all the same,
The one I wanna, kinda shiner.

You’re the one who has this inner lore
And understands the game,
Beginner, sinner, inner winner.

I’ve never lived this day before
And I don’t wanna use the frame.

I’m a searcher, not a follower,
I’m a searcher, not a follower,
And I like it all my way (all my mistakes),
And I like it all my way (all my mistakes),
And I like it all my way (all my mistakes),
And I like it all my way (all my mistakes).
Looking for a hook (to fly away),
Looking for a hook (to fly away),
Looking for a hook (to fly away),
Looking for a hook (to fly away).

Artist’s Insight: I’m not sure how I ended up writing Fish while reading Gurdjieff. I do remember though that the “pretty tree” came from Laozi’s parable. The original version was about twice as slow and more laid back, which didn’t quite go with the loud parts, so I change the tempo.
During the recording I tested a lot of effects on almost every instrument, which gave it a bit more electric sound than it had before. So the song is pretty much an experiment in mixing effects and synths for me.
I can’t say I’m really proud of this one, except that it suggests how “I like it all my way”, which I really do