My current work in progress. This is one of 5 songs I will be re-recording for a CD in Fall/Winter 04
mansfield funk rock pc
Story behind the song
The lyrics are from the perspective of an old man living in Haiti. Basically a "Hell in Paradise" kind of juxtaposition.
Lyrics
Sunshine take me somewhere I can be found
In a gold mine soaking in your views
In hard times I could trade these streets for a palm tree
There's no white sand to soak my blues
Biding my time to see the moonrise above me
And the dark clouds fading on the wind
Take me home
The winds gusting by
Take a look
Why don't you sit while I follow my own, now
Sunshine aint been seen in over a week now
But in no time she'll be back @ home
The whole time I'm thinking bout her she starts to warm me
And the clouds once raining now are gone
Strolling the beach walking the place that I come from
As the people turn on me again
Take me home...
Trouble
Gotta get away
Trouble
Gotta escape
You make it clear
(Trouble)
I'm not welcome here
(trouble)
I disappear from view
Sunshine following from old me to young me
Yet still I seem to cry for early dawn
In days they'll take me where you can't shine down on me
I hope I can feel you when I'm gone
Take me home...
Trouble...