Story Behind The Song
I wrote these words back in '97. When Mark came to me with this musical idea- the words immediately popped back in my head- fit so perfectly.
Song Description
(listen to it"
Song Length |
3:50 |
Genre |
Rock - Modern |
Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Diplomatic, Annoyed |
Subject |
Dysfunctional Relations |
Similar Artists |
Foo Fighters, Third Eye Blind |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
It seems my thoughts betray me
Every time I speak
Over, over my lips my tongue and my teeth
I try to state my mind
As simply as these thoughts come to me
But what you read is a mystery...
For you I walk a tight rope
Never feel quite safe
My mind's a clear blue sky
You see clouds and rain and thunder
You daydream, wonder,
Paint my canvas 'til you hate me
There's not so much to me
You flatter me
Can't you see?
[hook]
What you read, you need
Above beyond between the things I say
What you read, you make
In your hands all my words are a ball of clay
Can't clip the wings of a bird while it's in flight
I'm not afraid of truth, though I'm sympathetic to your plight
The trueist wish of every voice is to be heard
Not just the meaning of the words- but to clearly understand
The thoughts of your fellow man
[hook]
There is not so much to me, why can't you see?
We can try to understand, but it all gets turned around
[hook]
Words by James D. Whitescarver
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