10/24 - nothing to say / bridge (demo)
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bthon'01
Okay, so, we’re not even into the second half of the ‘Thon and my judgment is started to fail me. Do i really want to appear naked for Jerwin’s page? He’s got me seriously considering it, but in the abscence of wet tight white underwear he says i’d have to appear totally in the nude to keep the penis content high. I think he just wants to get me on the cam with my pants off :p
“A Perfect Day” occurred while Gina was down here earlier. I usually sing harmony near the end but i was so entranced by how pretty it sounded that i totally forget to open my mouth (which would’ve ruined the prettiness totally). The second half of 25/24 features a ton of Gina material, so this is really just a teaser :p.
Rabi and Martha both seem to like “colorblind” quite a bit, which is funny, because i think i never intended on playing it more than once. Or, maybe i had forgotten about it. Except, one day i found myself and my guitar in the middle of a field at Swarthmore and i asked Rabi what she might like to hear and she asked for “Colorblind,” and i halfway rewrote it while i was playing it, and after that i considered it a real part of my collection of songs the same way Rabi suddenly became not just a figment of the internet but a real friend. So, anyway, “Colorblind” was incredibly easy to record because it’s still exactly that malleable, and i wish everything in life would keep on being that easy.
My emotions flow out like sand in an hourglass filling up the past. They’re from a beach full of grains, like a pallet of colors, but this is what i’m left to paint with. I used all of my red to make a beautiful heart – that’s where it all started. And i lost the black and blue painting it to match you, and wiping out all the working parts. I had a rainbow of colors to paint our love, but now it’s just sand through my fingers. I’ll be lucky if i’m left with the grey sky that it was cast against to paint what lingers. I gave you my first times and I gave you my trust, and you just smoldered like a furnace. We were hot enough that all we did was combust, and ashes are all we’re left with. I had a rainbow of colors to paint our love, but now it’s just sand through my fingers. I’ll be lucky if i’m left with the grey sky that it was cast against to paint what lingers. The enormity of you and me made me colorblind. And now that that we’re through I’m scraping together all that’s left over of the colors i can find. I found a discarded green: the color of your envy. I’ve got white for my spotlight. ‘Cause you were center stage; you stole the applause from my life. And i’ve got just enough left over to paint a four leaf clover. Yeah, I’ll need all the luck in the world. ‘Cuz with all this black and white how will i ever find another beautiful girl?