Steve Louw – Don’t Wait

The official video for “Don’t Wait”, created by Jacqui van Staden

From the album “Headlight Dreams“, released 7 May 2021.

Produced by Kevin Shirley.

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THE STORY BEHIND THE SONG
The chorus says it all:

“Don’t leave it too late (don’t wait)
‘Til you’re standing in front of hell’s gates (don’t wait)
With a pocket full of loose change (don’t wait)
Feeling lost and strange”

Time is moving and so are you – but it’s never too late to get to where you want to go . . .

The song’s about someone on a strange road trip out on roads far from the mainstream, though glimpses of towns keep showing themselves. Reflecting on what he’s been and wished he hadn’t seen, he heads into town . . . and leaves again, back on track. It’s about how we hold our destiny in our own hands, how it’s never too late to be your dream, and how if you don’t stop, you keep moving forward.

Steve Louw

DON’T WAIT
(Recorded February 29, 2020)

You can call me Ace or you can call me King
If I can find a place that’s out of this wind
Draw you a map, I’ll explain
That the road back may be filled with pain
Don’t leave it too late
‘Til you’re standing in front of Hell’s gates
With a pocket full of loose change
Feeling lost and strange

If I’m a shadow of my former self
Well, I’m still better off
Than being someone else
I’ve seen people do things
That they can’t explain
I’ve seen bad and good
Even seen dry rain
Don’t leave it too late
‘Til you’re standing in front of Hell’s gates
With a pocket full of loose change
Feeling lost and strange

This concierge looks more dead than alive
Says the only way out of here is when it’s bone dry
Think I’ll drop a gear down into four-wheel drive
One thing’s clear, it’s just great to be alive
Don’t leave it too late
‘Til you’re standing in front of Hell’s gates
With a pocket full of loose change
Feeling lost and strange