LYRICS
Looking out of the corner of your “I”
Wondering… what did you spy?
(And why?)
Why do the birds that sing
Wait for the spring to bring
Fancy songs of fantasy
We see. We be. We are so far.
Looking through the lens of your phone
Suddenly realize… I’m not alone
(At home)
Why do the birds that sing
Wait for the spring to bring
Fancy songs of fantasy
We see. We be. We are so far.
Behind a pair of glasses
The “I” I see flashes
Why do the birds that sing
Wait for the spring to bring
Fancy songs of fantasy
We see. We be. We are so far.
Underneath the leash and chain
Underneath collar and mane
Why do the birds that sing
Wait for the spring to bring
Fancy songs of fantasy
We see. We be. We are so far.
- Corner Of Your I Part 1.mp3
- Corner Of Your I Part 2.mp3
- Corner Of Your I Part 3.mp3
- Corner Of Your I Part 4.mp3
- Corner Of Your I Part 5.mp3
ABOUT THE SONG
Apparently, when I’m writing a song, I go into a special zone or something. Yesterday I was writing a song at Gay Church Market and High Streets, and discovered 3 people and a dog keeping their eye on me. So, I wrote about them 🙂
Style: ExperiMental Rock
Chords: F# D / F# D C#7
Recording: original take / live and digital 11-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Organ, Drums
From the album Proactive Inhibition
Written between the corners of Market, High, Gay and Church Streets in Chester County, West Chester, PA — Gay Church