ah, yes! my work's done at this hour on the cruise ship and the crew bar was all empty and all mine. i would play this song on the jukebox (digital discs) over and over
again while drinking beer that i have brought. so much fond memories!
[Verse 1]
I can hear the soft breathing Of the girl that I love As she lies here beside me Asleep with the night And her hair, in a fine mist Floats on my pillow Reflecting the glow Of the winter moonlight
[Verse 2] She is soft, she is warm But my heart remains heavy And I watch as her breasts Gently rise, gently fall For I know with the first light of dawn I'll be leaving And tonight will be All I have left to recall
[Verse 3] Oh, what have I done? Why have I done it? I've committed a crime Broken the law For twenty-five dollars And pieces of silver I held up and robbed A hard liquor store
[Verse 4] My life seems unreal My crime an illusion A scene badly written In which I must play Yet I know as I gaze At my young love beside me The morning is just a few hours away
"My life seems unreal,
My crime an illusion.
A scene poorly written,
In which I must play."
Disregarding the part about crime, this describes how I feel about my life a lot, for both good and bad things.
This song makes me want to cry every time I hear it. It's so simple yet strong and I can feel the pain of the guy having to leave his love for who knows how long. Maybe forever? Beautiful but sad.
I can hear the soft breathing
Of the girl that I love,
As she lies here beside me
Asleep with the night,
And her hair, in a fine mist
Floats on my pillow,
Reflecting the glow
Of the winter moonlight.
She is soft, she is warm,
But my heart remains heavy,
And I watch as her breasts
Gently rise, gently fall,
For I know with the first light of dawn
I'll be leaving,
And tonight will be
All I have left to recall.
Oh, what have I done,
Why have I done it,
I've committed a crime,
I've broken the law.
For twenty-five dollars
And pieces of silver,
I held up and robbed
A hard liquor store.
My life seems unreal,
My crime an illusion,
A scene badly written
In which I must play.
Yet I know as I gaze
At my young love beside me,
The morning is just a few hours away.
That was a bizarre experience given that this is the first time I've heard this here track, and previously well familiar with "Somewhere They Can't Find Me". These are two songs with essentially identical lyrics but couldn't be more different.
Real music explains life's moments of wonder and simplicity in words and pictures. It speaks from experience and touches on memory and emotion. No one does it better them S&G!
I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love,
As she lies here beside me asleep with night,
And her hair in a fine mist floats on my pillow,
Reflecting the glow of the winter moonlight.
She is soft, she is warm, but my heart remains heavy,
And I watch as her breasts gently rise, gently fall,
For I know with the first light the dawn I'll be leaving,
And tonight will be all I have left to recall.
Oh what have I done, why have I done it,
I've committed a crime, I've broken the law,
For twenty five dollars and pieces of silver,
I held up and robbed a hard liquor store.
My life seems unreal, my crime an illusion,
A scene badly written in which I must play,
Yet I know as I gaze at my young love beside me,
The morning is just a few hours away.
"Oh, what have I done,
Why have I done it,
I've committed a crime,
I've broken the law.
For twenty-five dollars
And pieces of silver,
I held up and robbed
A hard liquor store."
Some foolish, wrongful action followed by remorse... a theme that frequently comes into my dreams! These lyrics illustrate it so well.
My sister had this album when i was just a kid, loved the way it told a sad story, he had done wrong and now must the consequences. It made a deep impression on me. I still love it, the song that is. thanks for putting it up.