"Swim Song" Original Song || Andromeda Cripps

Swim Song, like Dorothy’s Song (listen here: • "Dorothy’s Song" (Can't Love in Kansa... ) is one of the handful of pieces of music I have written in the past two years which I hold in the highest esteem and closest place to my heart. Dissimilar from much of my other music, the style is definitively pop-influenced, but what is most exceptional to me are the lyrics and the way the music conveys them.

Swim Song is a deeply personal song about being a young adult. It tackles the toughest parts of that experience, the feelings of being stuck and in-between-ness, the self-hatred for not having the ability to pull yourself out of that rut, the fears of independence and personal responsibility. It frames this all around a distinct metaphor about water, the water of this depression, fear, and anxiety, which threatens to pull you under, but also the water of adulthood and responsibility that eventually must be traversed. And it expresses anguish for apathy. Surely, something must be wrong with you if you cannot find the motivation to grow up? That is the fear this song expresses. Most of all, it is a form of releasing that fear, most evidently by screaming it out at the top of your lungs.

If you too are experiencing the unfortunate condition of being a young adult, I hope you get this song and I hope that by singing along at the top of your lungs, you too can release that tension and fear. We’re all in this together.

Please remember that Swim Song is an original piece of music written and recorded by me! All rights are reserved. Please enjoy and Happy New Year!

Lyrics:
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Just skimming the surface
Sending a smooth stone over the pond
And letting it sink down where the darkness drowns
Inside of me.

Don’t do it on purpose
Wish they would skip forever on
Every weight within that I let out
In spite of me.

Every thought of what my life is
Perception of what I have become
Knowing what’s wrong but not what right is
Or is it the other way we run?
I can’t escape the gaping chasm
The trench at the bottom of the lake
The waves and the weeds tug at my feet and pull me down like rakes
But life’s what we make.

I was taught to swim when I was four or five
But every year I had to learn again just to survive
Like the water, truth is deep and dark and daunts:
You just can’t make a kid do nothin’ they don’t want.

Where did my life go?
Twenty-three going on twenty-four.
A decade is done since I’d begun my life
In Senior High.

If I knew then what I know
Would I have lived a little more?
We don’t get to try each moment twice before
It passes by.

And I am aware of every minute
As it flies away, and far beyond
Draining like blood from veins unfinished
Bleeding like rain into the pond.
Wasting my hours in wading water
I need to plunge my head right in
Soak up the sun just like a sponge and grow some fins
But I can’t begin.

I was taught to swim when I was four or five
But every year I had to learn again just to survive
Like the water, truth is deep and dark and daunts:
You just can’t make a kid do nothin’ they don’t want.

I was taught to swim when I was four or five
But every year I had to learn again just to survive
Like the water, truth is deep and dark and daunts:
You just can’t make a kid do nothin’ they don’t want.

I just can’t make myself do nothin’ I don’t want.
Lord tell me why it is that I can’t fucking want?
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