Story Behind The Song

I sent producer Corin Anderson an acoustic demo of the song with a brief to produce something dreamy, enigmatic and cinematic. Once again Corin has come up with goods and more. The beautifully haunting vocal is delivered by Becky Cole.

Song Description

A dreamy, haunting song.

Lyrics

Clouds are passing by on high
Throwing shadows on our lives in real time
In my dream I'm in a field, working on our strategy
By your side

Here I am
Strange lights at the edge of heaven
Here I am
No pot of gold at rainbow's end

Clouds are passing by on high
Raining showers on our lives in real time
In my dream I'm in a field, a prisoner of our strategy
By your side

Here I am
Caught in mirrors never ending
Here I am
Waiting for the terms to change

Here I am
Strange lights at the edge of heaven
Here I am
Waiting for the dream to fade

Here I am
Strange lights at the edge of heaven
Here I am
No pot of gold at rainbow's end

Ah, ah, ah...
Ah, ah, ah...

Strangers at the edge of heaven
Waiting for the terms to change
Strangers at the edge of heaven
Waiting for the terms to change