"Doveysong" by Nappy Martin MENDING NEWS: Through the miracles of technology, I've videocaptured this song under a Spanish tile (not roof, tile), in cameo facing a diner full of empty seats (done that for real), and now in my cabaret version. The back screen answers my need for still backgrounds that are not as gaudy as the ones that come with the software, and also gives me some options if the limitations of chroma screening get too unforgiving. Words and music, guitars and vocals by Nappy Martin. Video- and audio recorded at The Ferrous Fortress, Great Barrington, Massachusetts. (c) 2007, 2017 Lyrics: when i first set eyes upon you, a quaint light filled the air had anyone noticed the sparks, that flew high and low was it love or just chemistry, could either find a way in a flash you'd be gone for good, whose good i don't know oh i could be free without you, if i could foresee without you any way to grow, anywhere to go, far beyond the reach of the whispering fools and i could find peace beyond you, from the madness they wreak upon you showing them the score, not to settle for, whispering at your door, "who'll miss you more" sunny skies, the gentlest of winds, bring only stagnancy till a whiff of your lavender hair refreshes the stream faded lines and posterities have done their distancing, but the window is ours for now, to capture the gleam oh i could be free without you, if i could foresee without you any way to grow, anywhere to go, far beyond the reach of the whispering fools and i could find peace beyond you, from the madness they wreak upon you showing them the score, not to settle for, whispering at your door, "who'll miss you more" to see you starved for tender graces, while mine are trapped in reserve, look at us defending places, that neither deserve oh i could be free without you, if i could foresee without you any way to grow, anywhere to go, far beyond the reach of the whispering fools and i could find peace beyond you, from the madness they wreak upon you showing them the score, not to settle for, whispering at your door, "who'll miss you more"
