I've been working on this recording for a few weeks, at first being thrown merely by the tempo (a fairly frantic 166 beats per minute), and after an incredibly obsessive and sweaty day locked in my apartment and recording yesterday, I think it's ready for public consumption. The thing that was very strange about this recording was that this wasn't entirely how I imagined the song when I started recording. I kept being surprised by new directions that the song went in, even though I was the one doing it. When I was recording Life and Other Impossibilities in Nashville, that happened on some songs, but I thought of it more as part of the group dynamic of inspiration. It was sometimes disconcerting to have it happening to me alone. But then, it could be fun, too!
The Right Dreams
The sun comes up. The sun goes down
Passing me by once again
Summers used to last forever
Now I think ahead in years
Days slip by like water
Memory swims in tears.
and I’m wondering if I’ll ever find the right dreams
I’m hoping that I’ll move along the slipstream
I’m singing about what seems
right to me
right to me
and I’m wondering if I’ll ever find the right dreams
I’m standing in the middle
Intersections crossroads
The girl in the white dress smiled at me
She invited me along.
The sun still stares from high noon
and I still sing this song
and I’m wondering if I’ll ever find the right dreams
I’m hoping that I’ll move along the slipstream
I’m singing about what seems
right to me
right to me
and I’m wondering if I’ll ever find the right dreams
So find me a reunion
Find me an opportunity
Give me an investment scheme
Settle my scores and set me free
Give me new temptations
Dressed like old securities.
and I’m scared that I’ll never find the right dreams
that I’m silent when the world screams
that I’m wrong in seeing what seems
right to me
right to me
and I’m scared that I’ll never find the right dreams
So I’m sleeping wide awake now
To see I’ve always had the know-how
Illumination's for the asking
Life's no longer tasking
Sun and moon and rain are Grace
Here in our home of time and space
and I’m seeing I will always dream dreams
That I can’t help moving down the slipstream
But I can sing about what seems
all I see
right to be
For I will live all the right dreams
(Life is my dream)
(Life is our dream)