A song written and recorded on Remembrance Day a couple of years ago. Obviously I'd been having a bad day, filtered through the Velvets/ Mary Chain who I'd been listening to a lota at this time.
Words just a stream of conscious thing really, not too deep. Music all from the patches on MRS8 all recorded direct to the machine. Mixed on headphones, that's why the drums are so low in the mix I think.
The Words:
Play me a sad song
Cos thats what I want
But I don't understand how holding your hand
Is going to help you out
I want a sad song but just dont make it long
cos the way that you play
Makes the skin and the veins
Want to change their place
My sound goes round and round
It's lost and and then its found
Like a train on a track that's not coming back
I can't be found
Play me a sad song
Cos thats what I want
But I don't understand how holding your hand
Is going to help you out
I want a sad song but just dont make it long
cos the way that you play
Makes the skin and the veins
Want to change their place
Play me a sad song
The Music:
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