0:00 / ???
  1. Ladders
In cart Not available Out of stock

Ladders (formerly Snakes And Ladders)
Lyrics and music written by Ross G Cambrin
(Snakes And Ladders) - ©2012 Ross G. Cambrin
(Lyrics revised and title changed to Ladders) ©2020 Ross G. Cambrin

The song is about waking up in the middle of the night and not being able to get back to sleep because thoughts keep spinning over unsolvable aspects of a relationship. It was not a song that was written quickly and some parts were separate verses squeezed in after the body of the song was done.
It is a word poem with emphasis on content rather than maintaining the gate of the verse. Although the song is on the Ordinary Lies CD Aunt Mary's I felt I needed to present it in it's original form with all the words and in the style of music it was written, which was moody and slow.

Rachel Cambrin

Lyrics

Ladders (formerly called Snakes and Ladders)
Lyrics and music written by Ross G Cambrin
(Snakes And Ladders) - ©2012 Ross G. Cambrin
(Lyrics revised and title changed to Ladders) - ©2020 Ross G. Cambrin

I was born in outer space, can’t modify or moderate.
Like whiskey I was fortified, but why exist when not alive?
And then I saw you standing there, became awake, became aware.
I knew that I was meant to be, and vanished all uncertainty.

Deep in the night I’m wide awake,
I turn the light on and stare at the ceiling.
Here in my silent hideaway,
Play snakes and ladders with lovers and demons.

In and all now I was torn, no meaning to what came before.
I know I’m not that private eye, who comes and goes when others die.
I filter through the circumstance, go backwards when I should advance.
While looking for some common thread, is where I found myself instead.

Deep in the night I’m wide awake,
I turn the light on and stare at the ceiling.
Here in my silent hideaway,
Play snakes and ladders with lovers and demons. …. (repeat chorus)

How come, I cannot say.
Why is it time the soul regrets?
You speak of gratitude.
What is the use if love forgets?

You say to me that love doesn’t matter.
I look to your soul for the truth.
I come home and find you climbing that ladder,
Cause there’s something you left on the roof.
Like a sparrow in a barrel, you chatter.
Like a snake in a rake, bend and turn.
And every day you grow a little bit madder.
With the stories you tell, make me burn.

Deep in the night I’m wide awake, Here in my silent hideaway,
Deep in the night I’m wide awake, Play snakes and ladders.
Deep in the night I’m wide awake, Here in my silent hideaway,
Here in my silent hideaway , Play snakes and ladders