This version is a merging of about 3 different AI covers based on a demo. The demo was drums, me singing, an acoustic bass, and me making trumpet noises!

It contained all the lyrics, melody, and chord structure, but really didn't do the song justice.

So, after a lot of editing, this is the end result. Brass, gospel singers, modern beats and lots of space.

In this song, I mean nothing, as in the absence of something, will help, not nothing will help, as in it's pointless. The lack of bad things, not despair at bad things. It changes the meaning of the song if you see it from that point. It is not a song about hopelessness!

And yes, love is the answer.

#beats #brass #pop #alternative

[Verse] I started with nothing, I have most of it left, Never been so unhappy, Or got so upset, That I lost my mind, Or got fooled by a book, Never gave my everything, To a person, or a crook,

[pre-chorus] All the sinners, All the saints, Fooled us all, To pay their rents.

[Chorus] (Nothing!) No fame, no glory, (Nothing!) No creation story, (Nothing!) No Jackanory, Will take your place Of emptiness,

(Nothing!) Will ease your pain, (Nothing!) Will make you sane, (Nothing!) Will stop the rain, And make you human, Once again.

[Verse 2] There is a messy middle, Where most won’t go, There's something in there, That we used to know, Oh, the best solutions, Are no solutions at all, Arrogance and pride, Come before a fall,

[pre chorus] All the kings horses All the kings men, Will never put this world, Back together again.

[Chorus] (Nothing!) No fame, no glory, (Nothing!) No creation story, (Nothing!) No Jackanory, Will take your place Of emptiness,

(Nothing!) Will ease your pain, (Nothing!) Will make you sane, (Nothing!) Will stop the rain, And make you human, Once again.

[middle 8] The more I know, The less I understand, Help me, spot the wicked, And the underhand, There is nothing I can do, Nothing from above, Will heal us now, But love love love!

[Chorus] (Nothing!) No fame, no glory, (Nothing!) No creation story, (Nothing!) No Jackanory, Will take your place Of emptiness,

(Nothing!) Will ease your pain, (Nothing!) Will make you sane, (Nothing!) Will stop the rain, And make you human, Once again.