LYRICS
It’s a gas
Surely we’ll pass
In the meantime
My heart burns
In verse and rhyme
My heart yearns
Alas
It’s a gas
Life moving fast
Present to past
Hope to out last
It’s a gas
Did solid
Did liquid
Now the hour of our vapor
State transfer
Gas! Ssssss…
Transparent as glass
Into gas
This is metamorphosis
We’re a gas
ABOUT THE SONG
A song written in a Gastroenterologist (GI) doctor’s waiting room while looking at sales brochures hanging on the wall.
Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: A G / C G D A
Recording: live digital 1-track stereo
Vocals, Guitar
From the album Doctor Please! Doctor, Please!
[Songs written in doctors’ waiting rooms]
by Daniel Brouse