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Our Universe is Mental with Jimmy Jacobs
Jimmy Jacobs
Deliver Me with Jimmy Jacobs
JAN 22, 20252 MIN
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Description
I hadn't written a song on my own since I was in high school. Two years ago, playing around on one of my ukuleles, this song came out in the matter of an hour or two. It is a prayer for self mortification. Arrangement and recording by Vincent Devito.
"I can't get out of my head, trapped in my mind.
A stranger in this body, stuck in time.
The path I drag my heels down carves out the circle of my life.
The self-reflection wonders, is it too late for it to die?
Deliver me.
I struggle with the wrong to prove that I'm right.
Convinced of convictions, a convict of one side.
The mask worn on the stage acts out the story of my life.
The self-reflection wonders, what will it take for it to die?
Deliver me.
The plan that is surrendered reveals the way of all life.
The self-reflection looks for what is looking through the eye.
Deliver me."

