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I thought it would be fun to write a blues song using weather patterns as a metaphor for emotions.cb
Impending doom/disaster is indicated in the first verse and embellished through the bridge.
The falling barometer and the descending bass line work together to complete the analogy.
I felt the 'fuzz bass' added an edgy texture.
Like a sailors warning, the sky is turning red
I can feel that low down pressure fallin' all around my head
Clouds keep rollin' in 'bout to cover up the sky
And its been a steady rainin' ever since you said goodbye
They say the sun will shine someday but I know better...
That long hot summer brought a heat wave burnin' up the night
And the mercury kept a risin' to a dangerous new height
Then that north wind started bliowin; and I guess its here to stay
Now there's a cold front in the heartland and it just won't go away
All my highs and lows are jumbled up together...
Now that storm is gonna howl outside my window
The sky is gonna cry, cry, cry
The thunder's gonna reach a new crescendo
And I'll keep asking why, why, why
Did you leave me this way