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THE FINAL MIXED AND MASTERED VERSION OF THIS TRACK IS AVAILABLE ON MY DEBUT ALBUM, "SOMETHING".
http://www.simig.com/records/artists/peter/peter.htm
THIS VERSION HAS OLD VOCALS (first take)AND A ROUGHER MIX.
This is a simple guitar/vocals song. After all the big productions I've been doing lately I felt the need to just do something raw and simple, going back to my pre-Garage Band days. This is a one-take on an improvised melody. The lyrics were written a few years ago.
http://www.simig.com/records/artists/peter/peter.htm
THIS VERSION HAS OLD VOCALS (first take)AND A ROUGHER MIX.
This is a simple guitar/vocals song. After all the big productions I've been doing lately I felt the need to just do something raw and simple, going back to my pre-Garage Band days. This is a one-take on an improvised melody. The lyrics were written a few years ago.
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Lyrics
Sometimes I get caught in the moment
And I know nothing more than what I am
Then it comes on like an ocean
A million leagues pouring over me
I’m a vapor, silent roaming
Folding clouds of muddled memory
This is nobody’s home
This is nobody’s home
And the moment is gone
And there’s so much more to the story
And I’ve lost it, I’ve lost it, and the lost can never know
There’s no point in going on
Well this is nothing more than giving up at best
And I know nothing worse than settling for this
A cup of coffee and a second thought
I fold the ticket in my hand
I’m on my way
I’m on my way
One of these days, I’ll know where I’m going
And I’ll count the miles, rolling under me
I’m coming home
I’m somewhere lost on the waves
And the moment is gone
And there’s so much more to the story
And I know nothing more than what I am
Then it comes on like an ocean
A million leagues pouring over me
I’m a vapor, silent roaming
Folding clouds of muddled memory
This is nobody’s home
This is nobody’s home
And the moment is gone
And there’s so much more to the story
And I’ve lost it, I’ve lost it, and the lost can never know
There’s no point in going on
Well this is nothing more than giving up at best
And I know nothing worse than settling for this
A cup of coffee and a second thought
I fold the ticket in my hand
I’m on my way
I’m on my way
One of these days, I’ll know where I’m going
And I’ll count the miles, rolling under me
I’m coming home
I’m somewhere lost on the waves
And the moment is gone
And there’s so much more to the story
SlimGirlFat
There is something very moving about listening to you
sing this.
Some wonderful raw quality that comes out that makes
one want to listen again and again.
Beautiful guitar melody and very good lyrics.
I agree, that sometimes, less is more,
very much more.
SlimGirlFat