Land of dreams
I've been watching from the wings and I
I'm in awe of so many things but there's
So much to do in so little time and there's
People standing in the firing line
Another Monday another week and there's
No time to think and there's no time to speak and the
Clock keeps ticking as you earn your pay so you can
Keep your head and keep the wolves at bay and I
No I can't understand
And the sun goes down and you feel alright
It's a take-away and a TV night
It's only Monday
And the midnight hour comes round so fast
So you drag those feet to your bed at last thinking
Here in the land of dreams
It's never what it seems
You got to find your way
You got to pay to play
Here in the land of gold
You never dare grow old
Here in the land of the free
Ain't nothing here for me
And I can't understand
Dream on land of dreams
Who are you dreaming for?
For the few or the people?
Well here's one
Here's one who's going to ask for a little bit more
Been working on the music for this one off and on for a few months, and then last weekend I thought of an idea for the lyrics, so I've spent most of the last few days and nights playing around with it, and now here it is. Alternative pop/rock/jazz as usual, lots of drums, lots of bass, lots of me, lots of keys and a little jazzy piano in the middle.
Thanks for listening!