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| Lyric Credits: |
Gregg Eisenberg |
| Music Credits: |
Gregg Eisenberg |
| Producer Credits: |
Gregg Eisenberg |
| Publisher Credits: |
Curved-Space Comedy |
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| Song Length |
4:14 |
| Primary Genre |
Folk-Americana |
| Secondary Genre |
Folk-Contemporary |
| Tempo / Feel |
Slow (71 - 90) |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Subject Matter 1 |
Breaking Up |
| Subject Matter 2 |
Ocean, Sea |
| Mood 1 |
Tranquil |
| Mood 2 |
Poignant |
| Language |
English |
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When I first took myself down to the sea
I asked myself, I asked myself
As we pulled out of port
I asked myself, asked myself
As we looked back to the shore:
Could it be, is this the life for me?
I saw the circus before it went
I got lost in thoughts by the candy floss
And the fortune teller's tent
I stepped through the crack, he was wearing black
And I asked with grave intent:
Can you see what this life holds for me?
He looked into his crystal ball
There a picture grew, it was back when you
First cast your magic spell
It was burning red when he turned his head
And he closed his eyes to tell:
Could there be a life for you and me?
Then somehow you came into the room
I put on my coat and put out my smoke
And put up some kind of fight
You put down your hair and pulled up a chair
And your eyes were shining bright
Can't you see, you were big as life to me?
Now not all that many years ago
When I was a boy back in Illinois
You know I had these feelings then
And though I traveled far, and paddled hard
They live in me again:
Could it be, is this the life for me?
When I next took myself down to the sea
I walked the coast and I talked to ghosts
Near a broke-down Spanish fort
Then I climbed inside and I testified
Before a most angelic court
The pounding sea, it spoke that day to me
Can't you see, you're big as life to me?
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