Hi, Mssr. Serious.

David, you had me at the intro! That backstory was so intriguing, I was practically vibrating with anticipation for the sonic payoff. And let me tell you, the payoff delivered!
I'm glad you liked it.
Lyrically, you're not just painting a picture, you're commissioning a freaking Jackson Pollock.
Well, that's likely more accurate than you intended.

Seriously, lines like "'but the truth is you can't see --- the forest for the trees --- you just burn them down' and 'when the cold wind blows -- everyone who knows --better turn around'"? Pure gold!
All right, I'm going to have to stop you there. While that was kind of you to say, in my mind that's the
problem with the lyrics - it's recycling cliches and relatively easy rhymes.
But that's a
me problem, because sometimes those cliches and rhymes are exactly what a song needs.
Consider your license reinstated, with honors.
The backing vocals are doing the tango around the melody, and the harmonies are smoother than a freshly manicured ice rink. I'm getting serious Rubber Soul-era, John Lennon-esque vibes, but with a delicious helping of that slightly-fuzzy, "recorded-on-a-4-track-in-a-dusty-attic" lo-fi charm. It's like you've unearthed a sonic time capsule, dusted it off, and given it a knowing wink.😎
Well, that "lo-fi" vibe was what I was aiming for, so I'm glad that came through.
Honestly, you could call this thing "Last Curtain Call Suite" – it's got enough movements and sonic shifts to fill a triple bill. And here's my official decree: do not change a single solitary note. Intentionally messy or a happy accident, you've stumbled upon something truly special. This isn't just a song; it's a wonderfully weird, slightly-bent, utterly captivating minor masterpiece. ♕
I'm glad you enjoyed the song it all it's messy quirkiness.

Thanks for listening and all your kind words!