Mediterranean Waters Lyrics
Sunny diamonds, yeah, yeah, Italian gold
Mediterranean waters, these images are sold
French beauties, crisp wine
Chinese sun is rising, images of time...
Chorus:
I'm just trying, try
Maybe someday I could fly
Looking down at the cold cold city
The calm cool skies
And the bird are humming their rhymes
And the creeps are planning their crimes
The graffiti walls standing tall
And the church is waiting for God's big sign
And the waxed up streets are skated on
Everyone's crying their newest song
My eye lens is spit on
Waiting for that fire to burn
Light us up
Light us up
Wherever you are
Gasoline and matches
Lost my cloud
My clear heaven stars
Burns, bruises, scratches
Repeat Chorus
Maybe someday as I walk through the fog and trees
I'll continue to fight
There they stand with open arms
Guiding me towards the perfect light
Guiding me towards the perfect light
Guiding me towards the perfect light
Repeat Chorus twice
The church is waitin' for God's big sign...
Story behind the song:
This is one of the earlier songs I wrote when I was around 18-years-old on an island in Greece. It holds lots of memories for me. It's about my first experience with life, really, coming out of puberty and realizing that there's a whole vibe out there I'm about to enter into. And how scary it is. At the same time, there's something bitter about it; there's this angry note to it. Then there's this redemption that follows. It's not really making a strong point; it's just building up. The music is sort of simple, some slapping things going on. The chords are jazzy. A simple rhythm song. But that's kind of nice.
