Bliss
This song was written sometime in 2002, I think. When I played it often people would say, "You look like you really get into it on that song." This song is based on a state of mind and playing it always gets me back too it. Also when I play this song, I have to bounce my torso with the beat to avoid losing time (it's quick) which is probably the basis for the comment in the first place.
Lyrics:
I’m getting squeezed
From seven yards away
And I’m trying to breath
And I’m trying to say
Do you know what time it is
And how’s it going, man?
But it comes out in a whisper
That’s hard to understand
Bliss has blue eyes, Bliss has brown hair
When she’s dying let me be there
So I can tell her that she’s the most wonderful thing
My lonely, tired, dried-up eyes have seen
I might seem weird
From seven yards away
Some older guy
Who watches while you play
If she would step close to me
Look up and touch my face
My life would be a different thing
The world a different place
Bliss has blue eyes, Bliss has brown hair
When she’s dying let me be there
So I can tell her that she’s the most wonderful thing
My lonely, tired, dried-up eyes have seen
