A song about an obsession about knowing you know a girl, but you just don't know how you know her
Currently under the tutelage of Daniel Bennett, leader of the Bennett Alliance, a jazz band, I am writing songs and lyrics and learning to perform and record. I
Story behind the song
Inspired by a story aired on THIS AMERICAN LIFE written by Scott Carrier (a prof at Univ of Utah in Salt Lake) on this episode:
http://www.thisamericanlife.org/radio-archives/episode/241/20-acts-in-60-minutes
Lyrics
I see her by the door, she’s wearing glasses and a cap
drinking wine and eating cheese with the Times across her lap
She smiles as if she knows me and I weakly say hello
I rush past her feeling strange, like I knew her long ago
Who was she, what’s her name, she used to mean the world to me
Did I love her, she’s too young, she would smile so knowingly
Like a beacon in the dark, my day could not begin
without her giving me something that satisfied within
Like Lois Lane, I know her
I’ve seen her face a hundred times before
She used to always save me
Although where or when or how
I can’t remember now
I’m sick in need of sleep, I search for clues, a sign--relief
Did we meet out in Nebraska? River rafting in Alaska?
I worry for myself, there’s a black hole in my head
She is water, dawn, the Earth, and I’m fetal on the bed
All night I groan in anguish I don’t care now who she is
I am wrinkled, clothes are dirty, the clock strikes it’s 5.30
I drive a few blocks east and pull up to Java Joe’s
I see her in the drive through, and she smiles as if she knows…
Like Lois Lane, I LOVE her
I’ve seen her face a hundred times before
She’s always there to serve me
Even though to her I know
I’m just another cup of Joe…
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