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Only A Past Recollection
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A very peaceful delivery of one reflecting on experiences/memories in one city as they're bound for a new life in another.
folk rock acoustic rock david ezell i know how it feels to lo only a past recollection spartanburg musician these summer nights
Representing the quintessential thinking mans songwriter, David's music is composed with the same intelligence of our folk heroes and delivered with a soulful a
Every town has "that one" influential songwriter that all the locals admire yet scratch their heads as to why only they've had the opportunity to hear. David Ezell is "that one" in upstate South Carolina. Spartanburg is a town rich in music history and David is without a doubt at the top of the contributor's list. Representing the quintessential thinking man's songwriter, his music is composed with the same intelligence of our folk heroes and delivered with a soulful and honest attitude! Blessed with a unique gift of melody, David's been compared to the likes of Elvis Costello, Bob Dylan, and Tom Waits. His catalog dating back to the early 1970's will hook you even in today's world of sub genre groups, writers, and styles. Check out David Ezell's music at: www.myspace.com/davidezellsongs
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Folk
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#7,562 today Peak #100
#1,677 in subgenre Peak #24
Author
David Ezell
Rights
1973
Uploaded
July 12, 2009
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MP3 4.3 MB • 128 kbps • 4:38
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Only A Past Recollection (D. Ezell) South Garden Music ASCAP Copyright 1973 I'm leaving tomorrow to be on my way Back to Atlanta, for a while there I'll stay With friends who mean more than words can say And the music is flowing my way And I'm lookin' back on this town where I am it's people so wonderfully at hand To give me the strength to make another stand In the city to where I'm a goin' But with all these friends and lovers still My heart is but with sorry filled For the one who stands naked by her windowsill Cares not for this song I'm a' singin' Oh, the wind and the ocean I've seen in her eyes Makes me wonder where her waters lie But she is too distant for me to find Too shallow to be kind But it rattles by thioughts just to see her ther Suspended upon a quiet air Her touch must be as soft and fair As her kiss on the morning after But as I go further into the sun I'll always remember seeing her run Down by the ocean and the garden wall Oh, if only I could run there too Oh. but why must I torment myself this way Unable to speak, unable to stay 'Tis because I know it'll be many a day Before her face again I'll be a' seein' Oh, but if you should find her alone in the night Needing a man to show her some light Don't recommend me to fill her delight?? I'm only a past recollection Of an empty conversation Between feeling and interpretation Unfortunately
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