rambling othercat

I'm a 40 sumthin' computer geek. I like to barmp my sax with the band on thursday nights. I live in Toronto with my partner, and Grendel, a chihuahua.

Sunday, August 28, 2005

New Lyrics

I keep coming back on the scene
To the place where you've always been
My worried mind jumps from place to place
and you just hold your own and say

It's too damn hot to listen to this
Life's too short to shake your fist
Take a break from your frantic strife
Go ahead and get on with your life

I keep coming around again
I keep asking you for the plan
You just stand back and smile
This discourse could take a while

I've got an aching hole in my heart
Just don't know quite where to start
Give me a reason to cleanse my soul
Give me a chance to become whole

The sun will rise on a brand new day
And more than likely I'll continue to say
I'm not the man I want to be
Take the blinders off, so I can see

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Here's another set to peruse. I've been inspired enough to write a few new things, and figured it was worth posting for my musical friends to look at. Lemme know what your think.

3 Comments:

  • At 11:33 p.m., Blogger Lia said…

    I Love these lyrics. I sang them a couple of different ways and couldn't decide if it was like "sometimes I'm happy, sometimes I'm blue" or something a little hotter or bluesier. At any rate I was feeling sort of war-time swing. What sound to you hear? Anyway, music aside, there lyrics are genuine, poignant, but unsentimental. You're so cool, other. I think they really float, and they tell a story, too.

     
  • At 8:38 a.m., Blogger othercat said…

    Thanx Viv. I appreciate the feedback. I have been trying to avoid sentimentality, because that's so common a mistake these days. I am going to print them for our jam. Let's see what happens.

     
  • At 1:35 a.m., Blogger Lia said…

    must. remember. recorder. must. remember. recorder. must. remember. recorder....

     

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