Story Behind The Song
I wrote this about being a musician in such a cutthroat industry. My entire life I have been driven to be a musician and write, produce and perform my music but the rigors of self promotion and trying to get heard can be exhausting and draining. Despite that, there is nothing on earth I would rather do professionally. It's too much a part of me and I have spent too long to give up when it gets hard. So, being driven by the fire that molds the iron is about getting stronger as a musician and being committed to my goals.
Song Description
The song starts out with the protagonist just needing a break to save their sanity from self inflicted pressures yet she can't give up and wonders if her passions are a curse or a blessing. Yet, she has the drive to go through hard things.
Second verse is about whether it's worth it to forge ahead full speed and she questions if she should choose an easier lifestyle. But, she goes back to being driven by her passions. At the end she asks if she can just take a break for a moment...
| Song Length |
4:06 |
Genre |
Rock - General, Pop - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Restless |
Subject |
Determination, Heart |
| Similar Artists |
Alanis Morrissette, Cheryl Crow |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Can I shut down for a moment while I save myself
Just shut down for a moment and save myself from myself
And breathe, hear the leaves and believe that it all will be worth it
Is it a curse or a blessing to be a slave to this obsessing
I'm driven to the ground by the fuel that feeds the fire
I keep my spirit guessing and with my sanity I'm messing
But I'm driven by the sound of the fire that molds the iron
Does it matter in the long run if I run full speed ahead
Does it really matter in the long run if I choose a simpler life instead
And breathe, hear the leaves and believe that it all will be worth it
Is it a curse or a blessing to be a slave to this obsessing
I'm driven to the ground by the fuel that feeds the fire
I keep my spirit guessing and with my sanity I'm messing
But I'm driven by the sound of the fire that molds the iron Ohhhh
Is it a curse or a blessing to be a slave to this obsessing
I'm driven to the ground by the fuel that feeds the fire
I keep my spirit guessing and with my sanity I'm messing
But I'm driven by the sound of the fire that molds the iron
Can I shut down for a moment?
I can't save myself
Just shut down for a moment
I can't save myself