LYRICS
I’m able to manage
Day dreamage
With mild reality seepage
The drip, drop, drip
Of the tick, tock, tick
The scene’s pulling apart at the seems
Now, it all depends on the whether
Pound of brick…
Or pound of feather
The foul little calling
The sky is falling
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Progressive EDM
Chords: Bb D6; 130 BPM 4/4 Blues
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Keyboards
From the album Culminating