Well I think I’ll go with this one for March – it’s rough and ready but good for a change, I like it, it’s got glockenspiels in it.
By way of lyrical explanation, I’d just remembered I’d left my hat on one of those concrete benches by the Seine in Paris and was just going back to get it when I woke up.
I still worry about that hat; is it still there? Maybe if you have a dream about Paris you could pick it up for me….
…..I guess some things cannot be redeemed –
it reminds me too of wanting to look left and right under a bed but it’s too low, so you have to choose either one or the other not both…..
and another thing too – a place you went to years ago and far away but can’t remember what was behind that wall or around that corner, it’s gone out of focus ….. anyway that’s what the song’s about 😉