#5: I Remember Everything

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When I was studying jazz in college, some of the flavor of the stuff we were working on in class started to creep into my songs unexpectedly.

Leaning on the left mains with my drink in my hand
See, I seem to have this problem where I remember everything
And all the floorboards resonate in quiet sympathy
’cause you bear enough resemblance to this boy who’s holding me

Giving up my place, I have to get some air
Stumbling to the back, I see you standing by the stairs
Did you know I’d be here, or was it the other way around?
You sure do make it easy for your hangers-on

Now I know
I’ve been so wrong this time
Wrong enough to totally misread the situation
Now it’s too late to change my mind

This must have been a good show, ’cause I can barely stand
See, I seem to have this problem with escapism’s demands
And all the floorboards resonate in quiet sympathy
’cause lonely at a rock show is as lonely as you can be

Now I know
I’ve been so wrong this time
Wrong enough to miss all of the obvious signs
Wrong enough to try to change your mind

7 Comments to “#5: I Remember Everything”

  1. At 11:09 pm on March 5th, 2006, unbottled soul » Blog Archive » making the time (a title that promises great things but is paired with a post that is rather a let-down) wrote:

    […] I’m dreaming that Spring Break will yield time for me to work on my website. In the meantime, some artists are making the time to share their art with the world, SFoT #5: I Remember Everything. […]

  2. At 5:47 pm on March 6th, 2006, Alex R. wrote:

    The piano part rocks pretty hard :) It sounds, in a synaesthesia sort of sense, like a thunderstorm on the way…

  3. At 6:46 am on March 8th, 2006, Lindsey wrote:

    Thanks, Alex. (Are you actually synaesthetic? I’m curious.)

  4. At 12:29 pm on March 8th, 2006, Alex R. wrote:

    If it comes in degrees, then maybe very mildly.

    If it doesn’t come in degrees, then I just have unusual associations between memories :) Some people are like “oh, I can taste numbers”… it’s nothing like that. Roquefort cheese tastes like the color gray and your song is like the smell of an oncoming thunderstorm.

  5. At 9:37 pm on March 19th, 2006, Lindsey wrote:

    Roquefort cheese tastes like the color gray and your song is like the smell of an oncoming thunderstorm.

    That’s one of the most interesting compliments I’ve ever received (ranking up there with the time someone complimented me on my nostrils). Thank you.

  6. At 9:46 am on April 9th, 2006, Maya wrote:

    Word. Somebody once described a song I wrote as “like a waterfall on my back.”

  7. At 6:12 pm on April 30th, 2008, Shoebox Full of Tapes » #32: I Remember Everything wrote:

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