Smoke in the Air
Potent fluid, comforting abyss. Subtle movement, so slight you might miss
Soft dilation, lights grow dim, and in my hand three fingers of bourbon.
These eyes tell you lies, stories of your dreams.
Fabricate delusions. Cast down, fleeting.
Make your offer, cast your bid.
Maybe all those drinks will do the trick.
Waltz right over and flash your grin.
I close myself off, can you chisel your way in?
Like smoke in the air, she disappears the same.
Here is a more complete version of a track that I had posted earlier called "no more halos".
I got Cici to record some vocals for me and I livened up the drums a bit. Also there is a bit
of haunting sax in the interlude between the first chorus and the second verse.
I also just got a GR-33 (guitar synth) this weekend, which I am very excited about. I can't play
those jazzy chords on a keyboard very well so it really helps out. This thing is super fucking cool!
My next track will probably be a spoof of The Killers. These fucking emo post alternative little sissy bands just bother the shit out of me, so naturally I am going to cry about it....in a song...
and slit my wrists...because life is so cruel. I hope it make you guys laugh.