Seems like these are tunes about the human condition so putting those kids of tunes here
So, with the passing of David Bowie, I remembered I wrote a psychedelic tune way back in 1970. Dug it out of my old notebook and tried to recreate it.
The Escapist
my memories are warm inside but I wonder where I'm bound
Multicolored lights amuse me with the twilight tricks they play
but I take them as a matter of fact so I'll be on my way
Moving on to realms of wisdom, pure unvarnished lands
escaping creeping realism thru the window pane in my hand
Should have taken the black on first, to make sure it would last
but I might lose myself and never find my way back ... my way back (Gbm-Gbm7)
(lead ... if I had one)
Snow is falling soft outside, white flakes floating down
my memories are warm inside but I wonder where I'm bound
But why not let the snow keep falling and see it like it is
and why not stop myself from falling and find out what I've missed?
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