Words & music (c) David Harley
Sometime in 2014 I suddenly remembered this song from the early 70s and put down a basic track, then got excited and put in some sketchy harmonies and a bit of lead. So it has some decent ideas but very hasty execution. Obviously I intended to come back to it but forgot all about it until I took advantage of temporary (I hope) joint issues to do some housekeeping on my music blogs. I hope to get back to this one Real Soon Now and clean up the harmonies, but in the meantime here’s a version lightly remastered to bring up the volume. Which you may think is a mistake. ;)
Backup:
It’s my beat
if I care to shuffle my feet
I don’t need saving
from Carpenter Street
I think I’ll throw a party
Asking all my friends
Turn on the lights and music
I’ll be leaving then
It’s my beat
if I care to shuffle my feet
I don’t need saving
from Carpenter Street
Damn you girl
You did your worst for me
Then swept away
On a wave of ESP
Sometimes I tell myself
You didn’t hurt so much
But still that irony
Is such a slender crutch
Paper constellations
Still have words to say
But really nothing changes
Since you went away
I have wings of silver
I have eyes of glass
You could have flown with me
All you had to do was a
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