Water from picture theory by Sid Jordan
Tracklist
| 4. | Water | 3:09 |
Lyrics
Footprints receding
Into the sea
Sketching a coward’s path
Courting disaster
Caught in the aftermath
Oh, like water through my hands
She flows, no trace left in the wet sand
Oh, like water through my hands
Liquid and formless
Emotionally worn
Held at her beck and call
Sweet intuition
Painfully fictional
Snagged on a memory
A thought or a dream
Laying my soul to rest
Holed up in my fortress
Just me and my thoughtlessness
And oh, like water through my hands
She flows, no trace left in the wet sand
Oh, like water through my hands
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After half a lifetime playing bass and harmonizing with Minibar, Pete Yorn, and whoever else would have him, Sid Jordan pokes his be-hatted head out from under his pre-fab bushel, and shines a light on a beautific bunch of pure, unburdened, happy/sad songs. Spiritual, uplifting, demythologizing and challenging, Picture Theory is the rarest of rare treats.