Story Behind The Song
Writen in and about New York City
Song Description
Taking in the sounds, scent, sights and feelings encountered while walking through streets in New York City.
| Song Length |
5:21 |
Genre |
Rock - Indie/Low-Fi, Pop - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Composed, Joyful |
Subject |
Hear, Listening, Ears, Imagination |
| Similar Artists |
The Talking Heads, Violent Femmes |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
From the age of seven I remember dreaming about this city
For five, maybe six consecutive nights.
Mornings spilled into days as I dreamt into the evening.
I went exploring new and exciting places
Traffic lights sparkled through the rain as it blurred my vision
Dashing into a prism like fire in the light.
The atmosphere cools, the humidity rises from this street.
As the pendulum swings the beat goes on.
You get this wonderful suspension in time,
As you realize you?re just a moment ahead of yourself.
Oh how this sunshine feels, like some kind of golden age
Sometimes it?s easier, to turn the page.
I remember a love for that wonderful suspension in time,
You know when you realize you?re a moment ahead of time,
Yet unable to act on any emotion.
As the pendulum swings, the beat goes on.
Sometimes I feel like this sunshine is, bringing a golden age,
Wish it was easier sometimes, to turn the page.
Sometimes I just don?t know why the big thing gets in the way,
I know what I want and I hope you will also be there, with me there.
Oh how this sunshine feels like a golden age.
From the age of seven I remember dreaming of this city,
For about six consecutive nights.
Mornings spilled into days, into nights.