From the recording Lucky Breaks
I wrote "Lucky Breaks" about the feeling of impostor syndrome that comes with being an adult. How did I get here, and how am I the person in charge of my own life?
I had been listening to some songs by artists like Wilco and Slow Pulp and Dope Lemon that all had this sort of self-deprecating bleakness about them, and I wanted to try to capture my own version of that emotion.
I was asking myself, "what would my teenage self think of my life today"? There are a lot of things about my life so far that would have really impressed teenage me; there are some other things that teenage me assumed I would have done that I never have gotten around to.
Have I exceeded my own expectations? Have I let my younger self down? And how much do I care what a long-ago teenager thinks of my life right now? So this song lives in that place of self-reflection.
Lyrics
Some days I just want to punch the clock
Tell me when its over
Tell me how make it stop
I don’t remember
Where we thought we’d be by now
I wonder if we made it
We got everything we want
So why aren’t we having more fun?
We run from the past like shooting stars
But what we were is still what we are
We’re looking at nothing
Nothing at all
Saying here we are
All of this is ours
I hope you get some lucky breaks
Nobody notices your mistakes
Or they do and they love you anyway
We got everything we want
So why aren’t we having more fun?
We run from the past like shooting stars
But what we were is still what we are
All this is ours
All this is ours
All this is ours, Is this all?
I wonder if we made it
I wonder if we made it
Nobody knows, nobody knows
I wonder if we made it
I wonder if we made it
This is ours, is this all?
This is ours, is this all?