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Song 1: I Had You (performed by Kickspace)
Author: Ghostpipe
I wrote this song way, way back in end of 1995 while still in London trying to survive my final year in Imperial. I remembered working halfway through the chorus and thought, what the fuck am I writing a love song for when I'm not in love with this person anymore? So I turned everything around and changed the lyrics so that it seemed I never regretted that it ever ended. Even though I did. What a sad git I was. Oh well, such is the plight of the artist talking of unrequited love. And all poets share the same sentiment I would like to believe. Enough crock, here are the lyrics as of 2005, written by yours truly and performed exclusively by Kickspace:
When you went your own way there were tears left inside
As I remembered saying "You know how I tried"
To be the only one, who could live beneath the sun
Close where to all your sorrows reside
The voice you left me with didn;t lie or defy
My fingers were too deep in my head to deny
That you were made like this, a temporary bliss
A final kiss before a goodbye
Counting all the times we're together
And old story's frown, frown, frown
Didn't think I'll last forever
Everything's on the ground
But I had you
To hold and touch me
To tell me all of the sad winter stories in your mind
And I had you
To cry and feel for
To tell me all of the high happy dreams you kept inside
I had you, I had you...baby
We stood beside a wall waiting for the right time
To tell each other we can't go on being blind
The streets are going bleak
The answers we both seek
Still asking if this is the wrong crime
Counting all the times we're together
And old story's frown, frown, frown
Didn't think I'll last forever
Everything's on the ground
But I had you
To hold and touch me
To tell me all of the sad winter stories in your mind
And I had you
To cry and feel for
To tell me all of the high happy dreams you kept inside
I had you, I had you...baby
Something like that.
Well folks, that about wraps up this edition of creative-sharing session. My band and I are hoping to re-record this song since the last one we did had not done justice to the rather tenderamatic presentation of the entire song.
Tune in next time for more creativity-in-a-pot session with yours truly.
In the meantime, rock on!
When you went your own way there were tears left inside
As I remembered saying "You know how I tried"
To be the only one, who could live beneath the sun
Close where to all your sorrows reside
The voice you left me with didn;t lie or defy
My fingers were too deep in my head to deny
That you were made like this, a temporary bliss
A final kiss before a goodbye
Counting all the times we're together
And old story's frown, frown, frown
Didn't think I'll last forever
Everything's on the ground
But I had you
To hold and touch me
To tell me all of the sad winter stories in your mind
And I had you
To cry and feel for
To tell me all of the high happy dreams you kept inside
I had you, I had you...baby
We stood beside a wall waiting for the right time
To tell each other we can't go on being blind
The streets are going bleak
The answers we both seek
Still asking if this is the wrong crime
Counting all the times we're together
And old story's frown, frown, frown
Didn't think I'll last forever
Everything's on the ground
But I had you
To hold and touch me
To tell me all of the sad winter stories in your mind
And I had you
To cry and feel for
To tell me all of the high happy dreams you kept inside
I had you, I had you...baby
Something like that.
Well folks, that about wraps up this edition of creative-sharing session. My band and I are hoping to re-record this song since the last one we did had not done justice to the rather tenderamatic presentation of the entire song.
Tune in next time for more creativity-in-a-pot session with yours truly.
In the meantime, rock on!
