The Sunday Tapes – “London, 1963″
- December 5th, 2011
- By Brandon
Sorry I’ve been away for so long. Please accept this humble gift of a song I wrote today—the first one I’ve written completely on piano. Please also forgive my horrible piano playing.
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LONDON, 1963
I dreamt I was in London
1963
And everything that happened then
Was happening to me
I was struck by the sight of it all
I could feel a change coming on
And just like that, a brilliant dream was gone
I woke up in a desperate haze
With contempt for the day ahead
I could not purge the image of
Swinging London from my head
Although I tried my best
I did not get out of bed
And just like that, a brilliant dream was dead
Don’t you know I’ve had enough of me?
Don’t you think I’ve wasted so much time?
I feel like a ghost condemned to haunt
The ones I love the most
Don’t you know I’ve had enough of me?
I saw a picture of you
I don’t think you have changed
In spite of all that’s happened
Since I memorized your face
I dreamt I was in London
1963
So relieved that you were not there with me
Don’t you know I’ve had enough of me?
Don’t you think I’ve wasted so much time?
I feel like a ghost condemned to haunt
The ones I love the most
Don’t you know I’ve had enough of me?