When I Get to It — Trip-Hop

When I Get to It is a heavy hip-hop track about procrastination and choosing to begin before feeling ready. The day keeps moving. The next step is yours. Track 13 of 15 · Act III — What Remains ◆ ABOUT THE TRACK Dusty piano, low organ and gospel-style vocal chops ride a driving groove. Deep vocal responses turn repeated excuses into a call to act. ◆ LISTEN TO THE ALBUM    • I Don’t Say It — Trip-Hop / Boom-Bap / Dow...   ◆ LYRICS I push the morning to the evening I push the evening to next week I spend an hour getting ready Then lose the hour I meant to keep (keep it) I check the time and call it early Check it again and call it late (late) Then sit And wait For something to change I tell myself I need a clean start A clearer head A quieter room As if the day had hours to spare As if tomorrow owed me two NOT YET (not yet) NOT YET (not now) THE DAY MOVES ON WITHOUT ME Five minutes here Ten over there One more thing before I stand I cross the room Forget what for Come back with nothing in my hand (empty hand) By noon I call it busy By night I call it spent Same hands Same room Nothing to show Don't know where it went I HAD THE TIME (had the time) I HAD THE DAY (had the day) I HAD BOTH HANDS AND THE ROAD OUTSIDE (road outside) Still— I stayed inside (stayed inside) Nobody took the hour (no) Nobody took it No hand came down And cut it short No door was locked No road was blocked I wasn't held (wasn't held) I wasn't stopped (wasn't stopped) I let the small things Take their share Gave what was left To getting ready Getting ready To get ready Getting ready To go (go then) By the time I faced the door The light was low I HAD THE TIME (yes I had it) I HAD THE TIME (yes I did) Where is it now? (where?) Where is it now? Gone Not all at once That's the trick A little after waking A little before leaving A little while deciding If I mean to leave at all A little looking down A little looking up Dark outside (again) What am I waiting for? For the feeling? Which feeling? For the right day? How would I know? If the hour has to feel important Before I use it— What happens To an ordinary hour? What happened To all the others? I had mornings I called too early I had nights I called too late I had open doors I walked right by I had good reasons Then good reasons died Then weak reasons Then no reason Then habit (habit) And habit needs no reason It wakes up first Sits in your place Speaks in your voice Says— NOT YET (not yet) NOT NOW (not now) WHEN, THEN? (when?) Maybe nothing comes to move me Maybe nothing ever will Light on the wall Hand on the clock Cars on the street Keep rolling by No signal No opening No sudden change Beneath the skin Just the thing In front of me And whether I begin (begin) So— Stand before you're ready Move while the doubt is talking Use the bad hour Use the half-hour Use the ten minutes You were about to waste (use it) Don't dress it up Don't make it fate No perfect hour Is on its way You begin Or you don't You move Or you wait And waiting won't stop The clock THE DAY DON'T WAIT (DON'T WAIT) THE DAY DON'T WAIT (KEEP MOVING) THE DAY DON'T ASK WHAT YOU MEANT TO DO (what you gonna do?) THE DAY DON'T WAIT FOR YOU I kept saying When I get to it When I get clear When I get right When the room gets quiet When my head feels light When I know When I'm sure When the hour feels mine But the hour was mine (it was mine) That's the trouble The hour was mine The whole damn time (whole damn time) I HAD THE TIME (had the time) I HAD THE DAY (had the day) I HAD THE ROAD I KNEW THE WAY And I stood there Stood there Stood there (stood there) Like time Was standing too (it wasn't) Not because time is sacred Not because the clock is cruel Because it goes (it goes) While the coffee cools While the light moves While I ask If I'm ready (ready or not) It goes While I wait To begin THE DAY DON'T WAIT (DON'T WAIT) THE DAY DON'T WAIT FOR THE RIGHT TIME (NO RIGHT TIME) I HAD THE TIME (HAD THE TIME) I HAVE THE TIME (HAVE THE TIME) I HAVE THE TIME (RIGHT NOW) How much? (don't know) How much? (enough to move) I push the morning To the evening I push the evening To the— (no) Not this time. ◆ YOUR INTERPRETATION What could you begin with the next ten minutes ? ◆ ABOUT UNFOLDED SOUNDS PROJECT Unfolded Sounds Project brings imagined stories to life through human creative direction. Music and vocals are generated with artificial intelligence.    / @unfoldedsoundsproject   #HipHop #DustyPiano #GospelInfluenced #Procrastination #TakingAction