The new Flatspace soundtrack remaster was lined up this morning, and Letters From A Square Spoon submitted to a few new channels. Then, work finishing the Flatspace videos.
In between I've been practising my 'Bruce Springsteen' song for tomorrow. The link to Bruce is loose, it was inspired by his 'Used Cars', but that's it. Tomorrow will be a full day, performing in the library first, then back for the Springsteen evening. Here are the words:
I'm waitin' in the music shop for the man to come around
My dad is gazing at the sky, his head full of clouds
My brother's not allowed to touch the tambourine
Oh how he wants to touch it
I wish he'd let him touch it
I'm strumming easy Ds and easy Gs
The salesman is a staring at my prayer beads
He's hoping that our clothes are just a sham, but they're for real,
sorry man; because he knows we can't afford it
And I know we can't afford a new guitar
One day I'll get a song that is my own
One day I'll find a hidden chord that only I know
One day I'll strum a piece of luck
Upon my mind guitar
Today we have a used car
So I know we can't afford a new guitar
We're walking down the street, in october's lonely rain
My dad is telling me that santa claus is lost again
My brother's tapping rhythms with his cane
And how he loves to tap it
Oh how he loves to tap it
I'm humming easy Ds and easy Gs
When we get home I'll sing my frail old mum a melody
And I'll tell her of the instruments I saw this magic day
beyond that door; but she knows we can't afford it
And I know we can't afford a new guitar
But inside I have a song that is my own
Inside there is a hidden chord that only I know
One day I'll strum a piece of luck
Upon my mind guitar
And today will be a memory
And today will be the memory
Of the day I found a new guitar
