And I have lost your face
It slips between my fingers now
And all the world is gray
As though you took the colors with you
When you went and passed away
Pardon me, but I love this song so much it’s stupid.
I’m attempting to get around my beginnings problem and listening to things about endings.
I lean towards simple percussion. The closer to clockwork the better. Helps remind me that we’re held together by paperclips and bits of string.
If you haven’t listened to Radical Face, I highly suggest that you do, and that you start with the album Ghost, which is storytelling in the best way.
Thought about this song for a variety of reasons while prepping okra….