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Out of Nowhere (vocal)

by Ambrose

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This song has reached #1 three times on the International Singer/Songwriters chart (ISSA) July 17th 2020 and also the instrumental version on April 11th.

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"Out of Nowhere"

To old to live and too young to die
The life of an artist few understand why
Too old to live and too young to die
Please don't ask me why

Though I still have some life ahead of me
I still have some life ahead of me
Still so many things I want to do...

Keeping long hours from the dark unto light
When most are away and asleep at night
Keeping long hours from the dark unto light

The life of an artist who will always try
You don't settle for less when your well runs dry
Though you will never know my name
To me it's all the same
The life of an artist few understand why

Just keep at it is what they all say
As though I never knew there's no other way

People think I'm strange and no wonder why
Though I'd sooner do this before I die
I feel like a child yet I always feel old
Let me come in from out of the cold
Let me come in I'm getting old

Too young to give up, too old to waste time
Gonna give it my all in this life of mine

Out of nowhere I come with my share
Out of nowhere I come as I dare
Standing before you as though I'm not there
Facing the contrast that I always must bare

Out of the woods and into the street
All the wrong faces I had to meet
Into the city of conniving elite
No one to trust in who I would meet
So many wished I'd fail
Did what they could from what I can tell

Now I'm living a dream that few have seen
Even if it's not what some people mean
Precious is my providence
Spending my days even at eighteen
Doing the things that I always would dream

There aren't many things I'd sooner do
Still so many things I wish I had drew
Maybe I even mean you

So many more things that I would've done
And it's too late to go there if I even dare
Just too late to go there no matter how much I care
No matter how much I care it's too late to go there

I sing for everyone who knows this well
Every day is yours though you can't tell

Running against the grain and often against the odds
Just keep at it is what they all say
Though not all sincere as they walk away

Just give me my space and a quiet place
Never seeing no one, not even my face
Not saying I'm not friendly just a timeless recluse
I consider my hours in use

I don't hear a knock on my door
No matter how long you've been waiting for
Stranger than fiction if you stand at my door
All I see and all I feel is deep inside so very real

Out of nowhere I come with my share
Out of nowhere I come with my care

As soon as I was born I wanted this path
I never knew for sure if I had what it took
Until I took my brush and started to look
Until I took my pen and started to write
Then I knew for sure my vision in sight

So many more things that I would've done
And it's too late to go there if I even dare
For the slighted artist who never played along
Never played the social game or secured themself a name
The world loves the one who usually sells out
Even though the standards it's nothing about

I don't care for the gain of fame
I never played any of that sordid game
All secret work has its day to claim
Without any need to prostitute my name

A job in the day that might keep me away
But no work can keep an artist all day

I've been waiting my whole life
I've been waiting my whole life
For the music submerged within my soul
A taste of what it's like
In a world of song and strife

Too old to dance, too young to not sing
In my ears I so hear it ring
I hear music in my mind
And it's so fine

I sing for everyone who knows this well
Every day is yours though you can't tell

Now I'm living the dream that few have seen
Even if it's not what most of you mean

You will never know my name
To me it's almost all the same
I did not ask my God for fame

Precious is my providence
Living a life that few have seen
Doing the things that I always would dream

I have what can't be bought
And sometimes never taught

Out of nowhere I come with my share
Out of nowhere I come as I dare
Just keep at it is what they all say
Guess they never knew there's no other way

Sometimes I wonder when the race is all run
Did I forget? There's nothing new under the sun

Too young to give up, too old to waste time
Gonna give it my all in this life of mine
Too old to live yet too young to die

Please don't ask me why
Never ask me why....

credits

released July 18, 2019
Words & melody by Ambrose copyright 2018

Produced by Paul Cecchetti


Cover photo by James Ambrose

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Ambrose is a multimedia artist and writer living near Alaska...waiting over forty years for music to strike. In one year she partially wrote 45 songs and had fifteen fully produced. One vocal album 70 minutes long and the equivalent of about 100 minutes in instrumentals. She has won over 80 awards including every song reaching #1 on two American charts. Her authentic music plays worldwide. ... more

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