Songwriting means a lot of them just won’t make it no matter how much work you put into them. This is one I wrote while actually sitting on the shore of Lake Champlain, VT in a small cabin. Sober, most of the time. I guess I knew from the beginning that it wouldn’t make the cut as everything I do now is for Supersmall but I continued writing it because it was fun. I’ve been collecting folky songs like this along the way that I hope to release as a solo E.P. sometime in the future. Maybe it will see the light of day, for now it’s just lyrics.

Lake Champlain

Skipping stones on the lake,
Built a fire on the shore and watched it slowly wash away,
I put all my mistakes,
In the bottom of a bag I let the river take away.

I am no one
I am no one
I am no one all the way out here
I surrender
I surrender
I surrender to the elements

On a cloudy night,
Watch all the lonely souls become stars in a mountainside,
Such a beautiful site,
To hide myself away from all the troubles close behind.

I am no one
I am no one
I am no one all the way out here
I surrender
I surrender
I surrender to the elements

Red and blue sing their song,
Down a dirt road by the barn that I had just come from,
I can’t change what I’ve done,
But I’ll try to steal another day by the shore of lake champlain

I am no one
I am no one
I am no one all the way out here
I surrender
I surrender
I surrender to the elements
I surrender to the elements
I surrender to the elements