The Soul of the Nation

Hoursongs 20.16.1

Lyrics

This could be my last time
lacing on the gloves and
swaggering to the ring
Every time it hurts more
Every time I'm older
it's hard to be the king

I've not forgot the reason I'm alive
The thing that lets me take it every time

Once was lost but now I'm found
the flashes lights the way
focus on the pixellated
cameras click away
The light

Lost a couple belts
I used to be a welter
now more of a middleweight
with a payday loan
a bunch of broken bones
and a powerful belief in fate

Once was lost but now I'm found
the flashes lights the way
focus on the pixellated
cameras click away
The light

The soul of a nation
is glory and hollowness
viewed from opposing sides

Diary

August 29 - Initial hoursong

August 30 - Acoustic recording