Lines

This is quite possibly the best and most complicated song I wrote by myself. This is about how people affect each other. I call it Lines because as as far as quantum physics are concerned, everyone is linked in one way or another. This was inspired by much discussion between me and Amanda Hicks over much philosophy. There is also a reference to 1984 in there.

Dyed in a certain hint of blue

The closer we stand, the brighter the hue

The single stroke and our waters fuse

The more we amend, the more we choose

Prospects as it seems, it never ends

A great opening, to connect or to offend

Regardless of where we are, we can send

I feel the breeze, though miles from your wind

The larger the labyrinths inside our head

The deeper the lines becomes shades or red

Around hedges and limestone we we’re lead

By the musicality of the things we said

And under the spreading chestnut tree

I drew you, and you drew me

And under the spreading chestnut tree

I cured you, and you cured me.

And under the spreading chest nut tree,

I pained you, and you pained me.

Under the spreading chestnut tree

I sold you and you sold me.

I coasted along, figured it might be fine

Gazed unto you, found I was behind

When I turned, you felt the crime

You sat alone, desperate for the rest of time.

I took you in, and scrutinized without regret

Found your reluctant dove, and vandalized it

You then swore to scorn, anyone like me and went

Into the loathsome abyss I feel, and slowly crept.

In the dark, and in disgrace, I laid

Refused to understand, and refused to pray

And as it burned, time stole my days

In finless dreams, I concluding the right words to say

And under the spreading chestnut tree

I drew you, and you drew me

And under the spreading chestnut tree

I cured you, and you cured me.

And under the spreading chest nut tree,

I pained you, and you pained me.

Under the spreading chestnut tree

I sold you and you sold me.