On a summer night, she was light
And she took me by my hand
By the dawn I knew from then on
That I'd become a man
She asked me if I'd stick around
But I just packed and went
I heard the music
But not what it meant.
He wanted to me to cross the sea
And visit him in France
I could always stay at his place
If I got the chance
But I was busy with details
And trying to pay the rent
I heard the music
But not what it meant.
She called late, I was elated
But my bride was in bed
She wanted to meet, but I wouldn't cheat
So I hung up the phone instead.
My bride never once woke me up
But she filled me with torment
I heard the music
But not what it meant.
An intuition about a reunion
For a band of odd friends
At the last minute I wasn't in it
And didn't attend
Twenty years was just yesterday
Past sins you can't circumvent
I heard the music
But not what it meant.
She whispered words I barely heard
But it didn't matter
Personal cliche got in my way
All else was chatter
When I asked her to stick around
She just packed and went
I heard the music
But not what it meant.
12.25.09
STE-161/2 (old melody nix takes)
STE-163 (good one)
capo 3: A D E
Friday, December 18, 2009
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