Don't Wanna Be Superman - By Carroll Bryant

DON'T WANNA BE SUPERMAN - By Carroll Bryant

You came to me 

Wishing for hope and a distant dream 

Now look at me 

Walking away from this misery

What do you see?

I tremble at the thought that 

You believe I can save you 

When I can't even save myself 

I'm flying away as fast as I can 

I don't wanna be Superman 

And I run away into another land 

Real or pretend

I don't wanna be Superman 

I turn my head without a care 

You lured me in on lies and a dare 

Now you know for sure who I am 

I'm a fraud of your best friend 

Now can you see it?

I quiver in my shoes when I look at you

I can't sell time

When I can't even buy a life 

I'm flying away as fast as I can 

I don't wanna be Superman

And I run away into another land 

Real or pretend 

I don't wanna be Superman

Too much pain for Lois Lane 

Smallville, you see, is only make-believe

Too much rain for cloudy days 

I can't be seen feeling this way 

I tremble at the thought that

You believe I can save you

When I can't even save myself 

I'm flying away as fast as I can 

I don't wanna be Superman

And I run away into another land 

Real or pretend 

I don't wanna be Superman

I'm flying away as fast as I can 

I don't wanna be him

And I run away into another land 

Real or pretend 

I don't wanna be Superman

I don't wanna be him

I don't wanna be Superman

Secrets Of My Songs #15 (This Pain)

Life is a roller-coaster no matter who you are. Everyone has their ups and downs. Relationships are probably the worst of the ride sometimes. I mean, you meet someone and you want it to work out so much but no matter how hard you try, two worlds that once held hands in harmony, soon clash like lions and deer. And so did this song become from a relationship more than filled with the flame of passion and pride.

She was a 20 year college student who wanted to work part-time as an exotic dancer, and I was a 30-something fancy fart who wanted her to not be an exotic dancer. The relationship was poked, prodded and smashed around so hard and so often that sooner or later, I knew it was bound to crash land. And it did. The two hearts were broken into millions of pieces. But here's the thing, she thought I would crack because, and I am using her words, "You are lucky to have me. Any man would give up their lungs to be with me."

Yeah, she was a bit into herself you could say. And I wrote this song as my response to her conceit. I don't think she ever got the pleasure to hear it. Maybe she has discovered my songs on Youtube and listened to it, never knowing I wrote it for her, and about her, but - oh, well. I still wrote it. Perhaps she will find this post some day and realize who she is.

Interesting side note: She lives close to my friend Dave, who lives in Iowa. She left Ohio and went back home to finish college, which I hear she did, and she got married, had a child, got divorced, and is into photography. She's pretty good, too. I've seen some of her work. Anyhow, here is her (our) song.

Secrets Of My Songs #14 (Blood And Fire)

My song, "The Blood And The Fire", was basically taken from a dream I had of Jesus being crucified. I didn't dream it as me being there watching, but of an outside entity observing. I was also going through some emotional distress so some of this song may also apply to that as well. Perhaps my emotional state could have contributed to the dream. But either way, when you get right down to it, for most of us, when we go through tough times, we usually carry the cross alone. We all have our personal demons and burdens we have to bear. Right? ... I also used the music of this song as an instrumental of which I called, "Day Of Reckoning". (Kind of like what I did with the song "Forever Things").

The Blood and The Fire

Day Of Reckoning (Instrumental)