I wrote this song around twelve years ago having just started learning Piedmont style fingerpicking. I have since re-arranged it for slide. The lyrics are typical for a young man of the age I was, although I think I was just starting to shed that absurd melancholia that seems to afflict so many young songwriters/people. It's clearly still in evidence though, even if the sun is starting to come out.
I didn't get the lyrics quite right in this take, but I'm going to leave it since I am quite pleased with the performance and don't want to over-think it.
One of These Days
by Tim Wakefield
Sometimes I get this feeling right down in my toes,
Sometimes I get this feeling.. running right through my bones.
It says it's not right and it's not good enough, you've done it all wrong.
I said it's not right and it's not good enough, I thought I'd put that in a song.
Maybe that way.... I can get it out of my system,
Maybe that way.... it'll leave me alone,
Maybe that way.... I can get some peace and quiet,
Maybe that way.... mmmmmh.
Sometimes I feel so afraid, so full of fear,
Don't know how to behave and death seems near.
That's when I need to see her and hold her hand.
It's alright if she's near, 'cos I know she understands.
Maybe one day.... I will get her out of my system.
Maybe one day.... she will leave me alone.
Maybe one day.... will be happy ever after.
Maybe one day..... mmmmmh.
I know I'm not always the best that I can be.
I know I'm not always really sure what it's like to be me.
What do I think? What do I do?
Where do I go now....? And who are you?
One of these days.... I will answer some of these questions.
One of these days.... it'll all become clear.
One of these days.... it'll be alright tomorrow.
One of these days.... mmmmmh.