When you have got everything but the words.
Country, acoustic folk, folk-rock, indie pop.
One man band - a wide range of acoustic based country, pop and folk crossover music.
Story behind the song
A reflection on how some relationships are so strong but lack confirmation (other than commitment)
Lyrics
Dumb
V1
I can tell Jenny by her walk
She swings her arms as if she’s marching
To a beat; of a gentle drum
A sort of swish, swish, boom, boom, boom:
And the butterflies, fluttering by, understand;
Like me.
V2
And I always know Jenny’s laughter
Bursting like bubbles in the air
All around her, so tenderly
A sort of pop, pop, setting free
All the sad things, trapped inside this fragile world;
Like me.
Chorus:
And I think she knows how I feel about her
Her smile says she waiting for me to tell her
But I’m dumb, with a tongue, tied up by my doubting
When any other fool would be out there and shouting
But not me, you see, I’m just dumb.
Bridge:
She holds my hand when we go walking
Reluctant to leave go
And I get the feeling, if I agreed
She would make our garden grow
Chorus:
Cos’ I think she knows how I feel about her
Her smile says she waiting for me to tell her
But I’m dumb, with a tongue, tied up by my doubting
When any other fool would be out there and shouting
But not me, you see, I’m just dumb.
V1 (Repeat)
I can tell Jenny by her walk
She swings her arms as if she’s marching
To a beat; of a gentle drum
A sort of swish, swish, boom, boom, boom:
And the butterflies, fluttering by, understand:
Like me
That I’m dumb.
