The Colour of My Voice – Chris Volz lyrics
from the album “Redemption”

REDEMPTION

So what if I’m abrasive, angry and cold, you can’t change me.
I broke apart the average statue of mould, don’t you blame me.
You better sit down, shut up, do what you’re told, then you’ll see me
And realise we’re all made up of old souls, as we should be.
I see the reflection, it’s not a rendition of what I could be.
Another redemption about the affliction of the things I see.
Inside the addiction, allowing the fiction that’s engulfing me.
I need the reaction and it’s inside me.
There’s nothing left that we should conquer untold, we’re a meagre mess.
With all the averages that seem to be sold, it’s a simple stress.
What’s left for you to heed inside of the fold, hope you do your best.
Dig up the rest and start anew as you’re told, just forget the rest.
I see the reflection, it’s not a rendition of what I could be.
Another redemption about the affliction of the things I see.
Inside the addiction, allowing the fiction that’s engulfing me.
I need the reaction and it’s inside me.
I’ve worked so damn hard to put things in their place; I can’t leave, I’m staying right in your face.

ALTERCATION

Pack up all you can cause there’s some trouble coming down,
Double-check your plan, check all the sources on your town.
Remember where you’ve been and guard for evil that’s around,
We got to make our stand and put our differences down.
I never want to be alone but I won’t let myself care, no.
This is not an altercation, I don’t think that you really want me to go there.
Why don’t you cover what you can as all these symptoms come about?
Finalise the plan, make sure your conscience levels out,
Put away your hands, stand up and let the people shout.
Got to make a stand, so put your differences down.
I never want to be alone but I won’t let myself care, no.
This is not an altercation, I don’t think that you really want me to go there.
No, you don’t want me there; no, you don’t want that.
If all of these things never happened before, leaving open spaces of the things in store,
I’ve waited all my life to even up the score, closing all the chapters that we’ve read before.
I don’t want to feel that way at all.
So you wasted all you can and all your remedies are gone, such an easy plan, how is it you don’t know you’re wrong?
Just where have you been, is there a solace to the song, we’re still gonna win, so put your differences down.
I never want to be alone but I won’t let myself care, no.
I never want to be alone but I don’t really care.
This is not an altercation, I don’t think that you really want me to go there.

ALL MY LIFE

There’s been an awful lot of talk these days about the damage that’s been done and all the things that I say.
I stand tall and accept the blame, if it’ll make it any easier to walk away (from us).
I never tried to bring out any pain but the situation doesn’t seem to lead to gain,
So how do I compromise when I see the degradation that’s inside your eyes?
But you don’t even know my name.
I’ve waited all my life to find a way to stop you as you’re walking by,
But you never saw the signs shouting out for you to not leave me behind.
I never shied away from the light, I’ve never been the kind of person to avoid a fight,
So why won’t you realise there’s a reason I’m continuing to fantasise (about us)?
I think about you every day, it’s the only thing that seems to melt the pain away,
So why can’t you realise there’s a feeling that I feel when I look in your eyes?
But you don’t even know my name.
I’ve waited all my life to find a way to stop you as you’re walking by,
But you never saw the signs shouting out for you to not leave me behind.
I need to know your name, I think that we’re one in the same.
I’ve waited all my life, but you never saw the signs.

WRONG

The distance we’ve created is just inside, an overwhelming pressure to run and hide.
The promises we’ve made have become a lie, there’s nothing we can change that’ll make it right.
We’ve lost the motivation to cross the line, remember how you faded the hands of time.
Anything that can go wrong has its way of going wrong.
How can we rewrite this song when our conscience had been so corrupted for so long?
All caught up in the drama that’s been your life, still broken by the question of how and why,
It’s no mistake that you’ve given up inside, you’ve got to find the strength left in you to try.
Anything that can go wrong has its way of going wrong.
How can we rewrite this song when our conscience had been so corrupted for so long?
How much longer will you push to aggravate the times you should…?

YOUR OWN MEDICINE

You’re always in somebody’s business, why does my life seem to mean less
On most days you’re causing problems, well, it won’t faze my final decisions,
That’s why I’ve learned to block you out.
Well, I wish you’d let me live my life my way, I’m not about to change a single thing.
If you can’t accept the things that people say, how about a taste of your own medicine?
You make up so many stories; just wake up, your life is boring.
We don’t need a damn thing from you, can’t you see they’re sick of it too?
That’s why I’ve learned to block you out.
Well, I wish you’d let me live my life my way, I’m not about to change a single thing.
If you can’t accept the things that people say, how about a taste of your own medicine?
You can’t ruin my life, make up the reasons you try, you bring about such strife, I can’t believe you know why,
So just back way off, I’m not the one who’s jaded, you need to back way off, things are not so complicated.

ONCE AGAIN

Why can’t she understand even a simple thread?
Common sense is in demand but there’s something wrong with her head.
Misunderstanding things again, she reaches for anything,
Still wondering what might have been, but the sound is deafening.
Once again she pretends the time is now to make her stance; once again she pretends she won’t allow her will to bend.
She’s holding out her hands, clutching on the thread,
Common sense is in demand, but there’s something wrong with her head.
She needs another plan to accomplish anything, it’s time to make a stand but the sound is deafening.
Once again she pretends the time is now to make her stance; once again she pretends she won’t allow her will to bend.
Well, she’s so sick and tired of feeling sick and tired.

SOMETIMES

Didn’t seem to matter that much to me, cause I was always too damn blind to see.
Caught up in what I wanted you to be, turns out the only person getting fooled was me.
Now we just seem so out of pace, all I can remember is your face.
Sometimes I want to cry, sometimes I want to fly away from everything, back into your heart again but I can’t.
Sometimes I want to die, sometimes I want to fly away from everything, back into your heart again but I can’t, and I won’t.
Acting like it’s getting so hard to feel, can’t tell what’s right or wrong or real.
We’ve both become so damn surreal, our relationship’s too far gone to heal.
Now we just seem so out of pace, with that stone cold look upon your face.
Sometimes I want to cry, sometimes I want to fly away from everything, back into your heart again but I can’t.
Sometimes I want to die, sometimes I want to fly away from everything, back into your heart again but I can’t,
And I won’t allow myself to suffer through this, we just need to turn and walk away from the pain,
But still I find myself reminded of your face and that’s the reason why, that’s why
Sometimes I want to cry, sometimes I want to fly away from everything, back into your heart again but I can’t.
Sometimes I want to die, sometimes I want to fly away from everything, back into your heart again but I can’t, and I won’t.

SECURE

We rewind, you hesitate the need to cross the line as I find everything is dense inside your mind.
Left behind, running late and stuck inside a bind, don’t be blind, I think you know your methods are so unkind, and I need your kind.
Over time I let you see the things I try to hide; read the signs, I think you know you’re really not that blind.
We rewind, going over things inside my mind, will you find I think you know your methods are so unkind, and I need your kind.
I feel safe in your arms, in your eyes I seem so pure; what I am, what I trust, you just make me feel secure.
We’ve both been here before, so let’s settle the score, we know that there’s just no reason to subtract some more.
Let’s open the door and see what’s in store, I still don’t think your methods are that kind, and I need your kind.
I feel safe in your arms, in your eyes I seem so pure; what I am, what I trust, you just make me feel secure.

DEAR LIFE

It’s the colour of my voice, it’s the weight inside my brain; this life was not my choice, will you wash away the stains?
If we can only strike the things within our sights, keep your life that simple to make it all seem right
And then keep on holding on for dear life, we’re still just holding on for dear life.
You’re messing up again, you’ve lost your only friend; things are not so simple, you just can’t seem to win,
That’s the way it is and that’s the way it’s been; try to understand it, just where to begin
And then keep on holding on for dear life, just keep on holding on for dear life.
As long as you’re breathing I will be the air, and after I’m gone you will still feel me there.
I can solve all your problems and let you know I care.
So you have to make a choice to overcome the pain and listen to the voice to bring about some change,
Cause that’s the way it is, and that’s the way it’s been; try to understand it, it’s the only way to win.
And keep on holding on for dear life, just keep holding on for dear life.
If the landscape is bare, you can still find a view; the way to repair and find a path that’s true, you got to wash it all away.

STORIES OF OLD

Well, I guess I left myself wide open for the things you say, and I laid out all the problems in your mind.
Can we separate the reasons that we think this way, you won’t believe the things you will find inside.
The lessons we learn are just the stories of old, we drink from the memories of things we were told.
If all of this fails that’s why it’s getting so cold, a common reaction to the days that grow old.
So I guess you stalled inside a reason, that you had to fall, another sign that there’s a message in your mind.
Can we understand the messes kept behind the wall, you won’t believe all the things you will find inside.
The lessons we learn are just the stories of old, we drink from the memories of things we were told.
If all of this fails that’s why it’s getting so cold, a common reaction to the days that grow old.
Don’t let your mind wander, you must grow stronger, pass along all your memories.
People need to learn, and now it seems to be our turn to tell the truth inside.

DON’T SAVE ME

A couple beers and a remote control, another day at work has taken its toll on me.
Out the window there’s a moonlit sky, not yet September and the branches sigh, it’s gonna be an early fall, feels like I nearly lost it all.
I fought a war against the hands of time, during my childhood I lost my mind on me.
Out the window there’s an open door, don’t know why I haven’t looked before.
It’s gonna be an early fall, feels like I nearly lost it all,
So don’t save me, just help me get by; just help me, I don’t know why.
Friends and neighbours don’t understand the pain, they don’t ask me so I don’t explain about me.
It’s strange to have so much and feel alone, hey man the phone’s for you, well I’m not home.
It’s gonna be an early fall, feels like I nearly lost it all.
So don’t save me, just help me get by; just help me, I don’t know why.
I’m just another victim of the everyday too.
I put my beer down and I choose to fall, jump from the building and forget you all, I’m free.
I don’t jump cause I don’t have the will, I’ll suffer drunk here on my sofa still.
It’s gonna be an early fall, feels like I nearly lost it all,
So don’t save me, just help me get by; just help me, I don’t know why.