Jeffrey Wayne Churchwell

Jeffrey Wayne Churchwell

Christopher DeMonk, Bill Kavanagh & Jeff Churchwell

Hat's Too Tight Music (ASCAP)

Jeff Churchwell - lead & harmony vocals, 12-string guitar; Holly Pintozzi - drums; Bill Kavanagh - acoustic bass; Kirk Munn - keyboards.

self-released CD

Infrared
Words and Music by Jeffrey Wayne Churchwell
© 2003 Hat's Too Tight Music (ASCAP)


(verse 1)
Maybe she sees by infrared
Things that are dark or draped in shadow.
Maybe she’s seen inside your head
And knows all the things that not even you know.
Maybe she makes no bones about
Things she's done; things she's become.
Maybe she smiles and tells you
Things are gonna be just fine.

(pre-chorus 1)
The damage was done long before you found her.
Your sympathy comforts and confounds her.

(chorus 1)
Do you smile and ask her for a dance?
She's only half-expecting your advance.
You could walk away, she may not even spare a glance.
Her path's already set.
She's seen by infrared.
She's seen you coming.

(verse 2)
Maybe she dreams in infrared,
And envisions the heat of a thousand fires.
Maybe she takes flight from the dread,
And the faces of each of a thousand liars.
Maybe it makes no sense
To try to hold, or cry when they're gone.
And maybe it makes no difference,
The dreams are all the same.

(pre-chorus 2)
She's out on a limb and she's getting farther.
Gravity only makes it harder.

(chorus 2)
Do you try to teach her how to laugh?
Would it help dispel her holy wrath?
You could talk all day, she'd never stray far from her path.
Her goal is dead ahead.
It's bathed in infrared.
And you're still coming.

(Instrumental)

Repeat pre-chorus 2

Repeat chorus 2

end