Tram lines set my balance, rolling bashfully
Lime trees lime the lanes, city’s got some modesty
Cafe coffees out to go, hearts go anxiously
Consumed by thoughts, as feet trample me
The speed of sound sits at three, four, three
In a vacuum we go silently
The speed of sound sits at three, four, three
But that’s still too fast to see
Sunsets northside, let us pedal on
Passing places, we move like strays
We watch the rat race, the city seems to fade
Small buildings come as a welcome break
It’s time to set a truce in place, between myself, my muscle and my memory,
Let electrons be electrons, pass their wisdom clearly,
Transmuting through this space they call a chest cavity
Oxygen can far reach, branching in connectivity
credits
from Speed Of Sound,
released May 7, 2021
Music and lyrics performed and written by Samwise Seidel
Drums by Dave Sanders
Backing vocals, Piano and Synths by Tamlyn Magee
Dubs, recording and mixing by Christian Pyle @Prawn and Spanner Studio's.
Mastered by Michael Worthington @Soundworthy.
Artwork & Photo by Richard Lambert
Graphics by Katherine Adams @The Green Room
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