Tonight we are gathered here, you and I, to try to express these sentiments in some way with regard to one who was one of the most familiar, one of the most admired, one of the most beloved, and, without any doubt, the most extraordinary of our comrades…
When they open up that little box that you call your whole life and look inside
They'll say all you did was dream/ All you did was dream
When your failures cut you like a knife you'll look down and you'll cry
And you'll wish it was a dream/ You'll wish it was a dream
Misspelled name on your obit’/ No one really cared about you
It's like a real bad dream/ it's like a real bad dream
A man on the train asking for change and I'm thinking if I could change one thing
I wouldn't change a damn thing/ I wouldn't change a damn thing
Chorus
We're born, we die, we pay our taxes/ Some of us try a little harder
We give blood, sweat and tears to make our mark/ I wish I were a bit smarter
But anyway I guess I'll give my best/ Lee's easy to spell anyway
When I'm dead and gone my songs'll carry on/ And they'll miss me one of these days
Chasing whales in that big ocean sometimes can seem so lonely
And I'm stuck inside a dream/ I'm stuck inside a dream
Recession don't take from those who ain't got and I ain't got a lot
So the bank can't come and repossess my dreams/No, they can't take away my dreams
Living this ol' crazy life wondering what's left for me/ Sometimes I wanna scream/ Sometimes I wanna scream
Leave here the same way I came - and that's by myself
Some say that's sad, but it ain't sad as it seems/ It ain't sad as it seems
Chorus
I’ve loved/ I’ve cried/ I’ve even laughed looking at the world around me
I gave my all when I would a fall/ I know some of them will still doubt me
And who am I anyway to think I’m special when we live in a world of sameness?
Just some guy with a bunch of mumbled words on some sort of quest to be famous
When they open up that little box that you call your whole life and look inside
They'll say all you did was dream/ All you did was dream
When your failures cut you like a knife you'll look down and you'll cry
And you'll wish it was a dream/ You'll wish it was a dream
Misspelled name on your obit’/ No one really cared about you
It's like a real bad dream/ It’s like a real bad dream
A man on the train asking for change/And I'm thinking if I could change one thing
I wouldn't change a damn thing/I wouldn't change a damn thing
Chorus
credits
from Naked,
track released October 1, 2010
Additional vocals performed by Carol “Bliss” Brevard, Antonia Jenae’, Tarrah Reynolds & Andrew Freund
Fender Rhodes, piano, drums & percussion - Lee
Bass guitar – Tommy Harron
Violins – Tarrah Reynolds
Cellos – Leyla McCalla
Recorded by Lee & Tommy Harron at The Square Egg Nest Studios, Brooklyn, New York
Bass guitar recorded by Tommy Harron
Additional vocal recording by Antonia Jenae’’ at Konchus Collective, Fort Lauderdale, Florida
Strings arranged by Tarrah Reynolds
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Willow led me here! Pilentze Pee via Mir Stanke Le. The opening quotes in the description about sounds and the voice as an instrument resonate strongly with me.
My first intro to Agnes Obel and the Late Night Tales series, what a phenomenal idea! Love the mix of selections and original material, Bee Dance packs so much punch for its track length zephyr707