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Song Info
Genre
Charts
#19,056 today
Peak #145
#7,553 in subgenre
Peak #37
Author
Matt Judge (words/music)
Rights
judg3.2006
Uploaded
August 30, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 9.8 MB • 128 kbps • 10:40
Story behind the song
I met a pretty belly dancer on line. we became friends. met her mom too on-line. i had a "crush"(laughing) on her. Anyway...on a different angle...Late at I night I would take a ride in the country and farm land behind my apartment. It's real peaceful and very sceneric...especialy with a full moon or during the day with overcast sky and mist. In the clumps of trees and earth...as an artist...I see the rich dark umber and other browns. And with the idea of all tinted with deep azured blue...i started painting an idea i got from a "phish" album cover with a guy lying in bed and it looks like he just smoked opium...the painting is done in all blue hues...the doors and big window open with a nude gal standing in the yard. It's a very nice painting...very euphoric mood to it....so I bunched all this together and wrote the song as sort of a love letter/poem to this gal. The song is a good song...the potential in it is endless...in order to finish all these songs in my list and what i've got stored at home...(I have to get my equipment back out of hoc. laugh. I pawned it)...I just got an idea though...i have a couple backing rythmn tracks with a little atmosphere sprinkled in with no vocals. I have cakewalk2 on my PC...and some freeware i downed out of different sites. I can empty a take of the backing rythmn on a track...then record some vocals using a PC mic. the one I have isn't too bad...it'll do for now...hope I don't f**k it up.(laughing)
Lyrics
[We stood on grassy hills above...being absorbed in our love...all the life is flowing through...like foriegn winds old and new...]O', the green grass upon the ground..while mist was coming down..we held hands and walked around..i'm so high..you asked me, where those flowers grow..the name of those that noone knows...hypnotic colors glow and we fly..over a field below grey skies..melting in your gorgeous eys..you enchant and tantalize for all it's worth..over fields moist and dark..near where the flowers are..glumps of trees close and far..smell wet earth......[Between the land of wake and sleep...when time..just never keeps...see the fields right below our eyes...smell the roots...hear them sigh].....O, you sttod so close to me..on a hill beneath the trees..stared as far as we could see..the flowers grew..different birds were flying by..the nameless flowers reaching high...a place where nothing dies..tinted blue...you whispered really low...and it echoed really slow.."hope we never have to go..away from here."..Oo..the soil and earthen roots,,In the grove with twisted shoots..dark azured the deepest blues..tasting tears....[Breathing inscented air...while buried in your hair...eras so old and new...twilight so far and few]...Ooo..this time can never end...and i'll dream of it again..you'll always be my friend...the flowers cry...insects drone the breezy air...lasts an age without a care..never leaving, never dare..it never dies...like Poe's bird of ancient lore'.. calls for ever, ever more..aching love for the lost Lenore'..it sat atop my hirth...Black soil and rocks with runes..the night cleared with full moon..whooper willed the sounding loon..smell moist earth....Ohhhh smell wet earth....smell wet earth...
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