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World, Meet Shipwrecked Souls!  

It's finally here! "Shipwrecked Souls" is the first single of my debut EP, "Only the Broken". As of today, it is available on iTunes, Spotify, and everywhere else! This is the first song I've ever released to the world. Many years and hours and fears and dreams have led to this moment. I believe in this song with everything I've got, and I'd be honored if you'd take a listen, download, or share.

-Daniel

 

 

Shipwrecked Souls

Verse 1:

Meet your eyes across the table, words have yet to form

You would cry if you were able, but you're dry as a bone

All of us are searching for a shelter from the storm

 

Chorus 1:

We're all shipwrecked souls but the tide still rolls 

The same now, the same now

And we break our bones for the world we know 

The same now, the same now

 

Verse 2:

You believe your condemnation's chiseled in a stone

Doomed to quiet desperation, bleeding all alone

Can there be a fire once again inside these bones? 

 

Chorus 2: 

We're all shipwrecked souls but the tide still rolls  

The same now, the same now 

And we break our bones for the world we know  

The same now, the same now

And we tie ourselves up to the mast 

The same now, the same now

And we grit our teeth and we bear the lash 

The same now, the same now

 

Bridge:

And we're all, we're all, we're all, we're all

And we're all, we're all, we're all the same (x4) 

 

Chorus 3:

We're all shipwrecked souls, but the tide still rolls 

The same now, the same now

And we break our bones for the world we know 

The same now, the same now

I've sailed seven seas and i'm searching for more 

Freedom is calling from uncharted shores

Yea-ah-ah, Yea-ah-ah, Yea-ah-aha

 

And we're all, we're all, we're all, we're all 

And we're all, we're all, we're all the same (x2)

A Bird and a Box Trap 

When I was a kid, I had an unshakable desire to catch a bird in a box-trap.

I didn't want to harm the bird at all. I wanted to see it up close and admire it's majestically commonplace beauty. So I used a box trap. You know-- the kind that's made from a box propped up by a stick with a pile of bait underneath. You tie a string to the stick and cleverly hide yourself at a distance (in my case, usually about 5 feet) from the trap. When your prey inevitably comes to eat your irresistible bait, you yank the string and trap it.

I never got a bird that way. 

 
Basically like this

Basically like this
 

However, I would never concede that my attempt was unsuccessful. I had built my trap, I'd waited patiently, and sometimes birds just aren't hungry. More importantly, I knew (as all boys do) that birds can tell if you care too much about catching them. If they feel that you are too interested, or excitable, or dramatic, they shy away and will be 10 times harder to catch next time. Today, I don't really think birds have quite that much perception, but I'm positive that songs do. 

When people ask me how I write a song, it's always an awkward question to answer. I never really feel like I set out to create the song I ultimately end up with. In some ways, I'm discovering the song as much as the listener is--I just get an advanced copy. For me, songwriting truly feels like I am luring my songs out into the open to catch them and show their beauty to the world--just like the birds I diligently stalked as a kid. If the songs suspect that I'm too intent on catching them, they'll flit away into the shadows of my mind. Songs are skittish creatures. 

Nowadays, I've traded my cardboard for mahogany. The trap is baited with a moment of quiet reflection. I still use string--but now there are six of them. And you can still find me on the other end; waiting to pull them at just the right moment in my unrelenting (though often clumsy) endeavor to capture beauty. 

-D.H. 
(A) great job with one of my favorites. I can see this as a every year playlist choice. ”

— Reignland Magazine