The Winding Road

Here’s a new song about adventures and misadventures. Students from NUS would be familiar with the long winding path that stretches out from Utown to the bus stop – cues photo below! 🙂

JAN_ THE WINDING ROAD

Sometime in sophomore year, in the middle of the night after one dreary day of school, this little tune seeped into my mind. What’s it about? It speaks of being in the middle of a road to nowhere. Imagine starting out being so dead sure about your passions, your decisions. But along the way, you start realising that hmm perhaps that’s not quite what you wanted. It’s one of those dreaded moments when you go – oh shit, I think it’s the wrong way. And there’s nothing worse than feeling that there’re no hopes of turning back to where you started.

I picked this original to publish for the first month of 2018 because I foresee finding myself and all other soon-to-be graduates in such situations a lot this year. In the here and now, I’m thankful that my interests have stayed rather consistent thus far – be it for songwriting or for Sociology. But who knows where post-graduation would take all of us?

I simply hope that all my friends and I would find ourselves on roads that fulfil our hearts’ desires. And “If (we) find that (we’re) not, I hope (we) have the courage to start all over again.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald.

Lyrics:

I’ll be on my way to the yellow brick road
I’ve heard a calling in my wildest dream I swear
I’ve packed my bags I’m all ready to go
I’ll be gone by the time night turns into dawn

I’ve been warned of all the monsters in my way
Still I thought with this shiny armour I’d be okay
But I was wrong, boy I was wrong

The winding road seems a little too long to see the end
Seems a little too dark to walk alone
But it’s a little too late to turn back
And a little too far away from home (X2)

OOooooooOoooh

I’ll be on my way to the yellow brick road
I’ve heard that treasures pile up in mountains there I swear
I’ll keep my eyes peeled on those fields of gold
I’ll be richer than the richest and as happy as a newborn

I’ve been warned that jewels can drown you with their weight
Still I thought opportunity never waits
But I was wrong, boy I was wrong

The winding road seems a little too long to see the end
Seems a little too dark to walk alone
But it’s a little too late to turn back
And a little too far away from home (X2)

OooooOoooohhh

I’ve hesitated posting this up for a while now because I find it regretful that I have just been posting up my originals consecutively. It’s not that any reader would find it irksome. It’s just that I have not been keeping up with purely writing, an act which I do miss and still do enjoy tremendously.

So the excerpt from above, which explains the genesis of the song, is a little different from what I’ve posted on other social media platforms thus far.

Whoever you are, wherever you are, I hope you’re well 🙂 And I hope that the next time you drop by here again, I’d be welcoming you with new pieces of writings.

xoxo

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Author: Cheryl Tan

22 // +65 A closet thinker. Documents her life in words and songs. Hopelessly obsessed with skies, and oh, FOOD.

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