This is the oldest song on the album - over six years old. It took that long for us move from the folky original to its current form. For the love of music.
lyrics
Some don't know what it is I see in you, I can't explain
I've tried to in words 'til blue in the face
I know, it just won't do
Would I give it all up for your flame burning bright
I would, to capture it
Nothing else can affect me like your touch
The feel of sound
I feel the pulse in my head
It echoes through my being
It bubbles to the surface
Through fingers
Through my voice to all of you
Whether you love, or whether you hate
My passion's most deeply bound
With the strings to tightly wound
Forever lasts the sound, I pray
Ever heard the echo before you said the words
It might be too much
Forgive me if it's all I think about
It's in my veins
Melody, beat, and prose in one
Or at a time
Colourful is this music in my life
May it colour yours
I feel the pulse in my head
It echoes through my being
It bubbles to the surface
Through fingers
Through my voice to all of you
Whether you love, or whether you hate
My passion's most deeply bound
With the strings to tightly wound
Forever lasts the sound, I pray
I feel the pulse in my head
It echoes through my being
It bubbles to the surface
Through fingers
Through my voice to all of you
Whether you love, or whether you hate
My passion's most deeply bound
With the strings to tightly wound
Forever lasts the sound, I pray
Soulful guitar interplay form the heart of this lovely Americana collaboration from Dave Alvin and Jimmie Dale Gilmore. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 2, 2018