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55 years old today... I promised myself that I’d finish something as a present to myself... seems I always start out by complaining about something... I want to finish songs, but the process is getting harder and harder for me... I don’t hear well.... mixing is painful at this point... I’m only guessing about the highs... OK enough.... as usual, I don’t want to hear this ever again... does anybody else have that same reaction to your songs after you’ve wrung it out to the best of your ability???
this is more or less a companion song to “glimpses”... exploring the guitar for something to keep me interested... I found this tuning DGCGCD... the same tuning that Page used in “Rain Song”... it really opens up some wonderful possibilities on these 6 strings.... sitting down on the dock by the lake, the first line of the song just came to me.... “I am awake in my dreams”... then I had to search for the rest of the verses.. the first line in the chorus “We cannot hear the Angels sing”... presented itself in a similar way... so this song was not written purposefully, so much as just trying to figure out where it was taking me....
the song is an abstract/impressionist approach to a subject that I hope I have obscured somewhat... I hope that any reaction to the song is at an emotional level...
OK... I’m going outside... it’s a beautiful day....
this is more or less a companion song to “glimpses”... exploring the guitar for something to keep me interested... I found this tuning DGCGCD... the same tuning that Page used in “Rain Song”... it really opens up some wonderful possibilities on these 6 strings.... sitting down on the dock by the lake, the first line of the song just came to me.... “I am awake in my dreams”... then I had to search for the rest of the verses.. the first line in the chorus “We cannot hear the Angels sing”... presented itself in a similar way... so this song was not written purposefully, so much as just trying to figure out where it was taking me....
the song is an abstract/impressionist approach to a subject that I hope I have obscured somewhat... I hope that any reaction to the song is at an emotional level...
OK... I’m going outside... it’s a beautiful day....
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Lyrics
I am awake in my dreams
I am asleep in my routine
I have this life apart from me
I have this life in my dreams
just vapor drifting through time
aimless descent after I climb
I wafted right on past my prime
I am a mist drifting through time
WE CANNOT HEAR THE ANGELS SING
THERE IS NO HARVEST IN THE SPRING
WE CANNOT SEE THE SPIRIT KING
WE CANNOT HEAR THE ANGELS SING
I used to dream that I fly.... deep in the night
I’d dance my name across the sky.... i used to dream
I’m just another earthbound guy... who'd dream i could fly
I used to dream... dream i could fly
WE CANNOT HEAR THE ANGELS SING
THERE IS NO HARVEST IN THE SPRING
WE CANNOT SEE THE SPIRIT KING
WE CANNOT HEAR THE ANGELS SING
these storms that blow thru our days
effect us in peculiar ways
they taught my heart to sing and praise
these storms that blow taught me to pray
WE CANNOT HEAR THE ANGELS SING
THERE IS NO HARVEST IN THE SPRING
WE CANNOT SEE THE SPIRIT KING
THERE IS NO HARVEST IN THE SPRING
HALLELUIA... GLORY ON HI
BEHOLD THE LAMB OF GOD... THE LORD ADONIA
we can not hear....
I am asleep in my routine
I have this life apart from me
I have this life in my dreams
just vapor drifting through time
aimless descent after I climb
I wafted right on past my prime
I am a mist drifting through time
WE CANNOT HEAR THE ANGELS SING
THERE IS NO HARVEST IN THE SPRING
WE CANNOT SEE THE SPIRIT KING
WE CANNOT HEAR THE ANGELS SING
I used to dream that I fly.... deep in the night
I’d dance my name across the sky.... i used to dream
I’m just another earthbound guy... who'd dream i could fly
I used to dream... dream i could fly
WE CANNOT HEAR THE ANGELS SING
THERE IS NO HARVEST IN THE SPRING
WE CANNOT SEE THE SPIRIT KING
WE CANNOT HEAR THE ANGELS SING
these storms that blow thru our days
effect us in peculiar ways
they taught my heart to sing and praise
these storms that blow taught me to pray
WE CANNOT HEAR THE ANGELS SING
THERE IS NO HARVEST IN THE SPRING
WE CANNOT SEE THE SPIRIT KING
THERE IS NO HARVEST IN THE SPRING
HALLELUIA... GLORY ON HI
BEHOLD THE LAMB OF GOD... THE LORD ADONIA
we can not hear....





































alackbass
Great track. I'm good with the highs, although my 49 year old ears may be missing those same frequencies. Love the guitar accompaniment. And any fellow Page fan is okay in my book. Great dynamics! Powerful chorus. I love the CSN&N like harmonies. I'm digging the woodwind at :43 and 2:03. The double stops on the bass are also very cool (hmmmmm.......I'll steal that idea for my next track).