After last week’s more experimental entry, I’ve scaled back again this week to feature guitar and voice in a more intimate way. It’s a finger style tune that fits in well with its predecessors on this site. It is more of a gentle meditation than a fleshed out exploration, and as such the guitar work is searching, and the vocals are purposely timid. It is probably about intentions versus chance, and who you can really count on on. The wind will blow where it will blow. The song ends in an ellipsis.
lyrics
Gust of wind
Carried away
Words that I ha prepared
Sunset arms
More than I mean
Reaching for each and everyone
Who fled the scene
And this I know
Just who's on my side
Gust of wind
Carried away
Trusty old hat to my dismay
Sunset chase
More than I gave
Chasing down anything but
Symbols of my age
And this I know
Just who's on my side