Pale Compromises

Commentary:
Intensely personal song about self-destructive patterns concieved of as something physical rather than emotional or psychological-- here they are clanging, heavy chains. Initially they were supposed to be made to resemble DNA molecules, but that is not a very poetic phrase and I could never manage to make it not sound stupid. I think the 2nd song I wrote on the piano. It has a slightly different form when I play it now.

Lyrics:

These old chains
are weighing me down again
been making me hate myself

These old chains
are drowning me out again
been singing in every song.
every song.

Maybe its all the same.
like Cohen said
love and chains
are two things no one unties.

I'm hearing the same old chains
dragging behind again
hearing their voices clang
voices straining.

These old chains
feel needed like sweet cocaine
feel tired like warm champagne
these old chains

I'm hearing the same old chains
dragging behind again
been making me
hate myself.