#10: Something to Lose

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Here’s another kind-of-old song. This one has evolved, so a different version is likely to turn up on SFoT before too long.

Thanks for listening.

As soon as I have something to lose,
it’s strange how each day passing
only leaves me more confused
and each decision matters more than I ever knew
All my temporary answers,
it turns out are no use
But I’m changing,
’cause changing is all I ever do
As soon as I have something to lose

As soon as I have something to lose,
it’s strange how each day passing
realigns my point of view
to meet the whirl of thoughts that I’ve been wandering through
And dreams almost forgotten,
yet so hard to refuse
But I’m changing,
’cause changing is all I ever do
As soon as I have something to lose

And I keep on getting closer,
but it seems like as soon as I have something
to show for what I’m trying to prove,
as soon as I have something to lose,
it’s strange how all my thoughts
are redefined in terms of you
and each decision matters more than I ever knew
and each decision rests on what I think you might choose
But I’m changing,
’cause changing is all I ever do
As soon as I have something to lose

3 Comments to “#10: Something to Lose”

  1. At 8:41 pm on April 9th, 2006, unbottled soul » Blog Archive » love actually / something to lose wrote:

    […] It is uncanny, or maybe it is just my imagination, that Lindsey Kuper’s latest, Something To Lose parallels my thoughts pretty damn well. […]

  2. At 11:07 pm on April 9th, 2006, Nick wrote:

    Oh wow. I want to make love to this song or something. This is exactly what I’m going through right now. Like, what am I doing with my life and, more specifically, next year. I’m back to the “dropping out of college for a year” thing.

    But, anyway. More song awesomeness. And the sound quality is excellent.

  3. At 1:42 am on April 24th, 2008, Shoebox Full of Tapes » *pause for breath* wrote:

    […] so my drummer, Brian, and I only know a few songs so far, and yeah, so the show was sort of…at my house. (Line I forgot to use: […]