RWT: Music

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We were doing a three in the morning practise . . .
Micheal handed over another poem, called regrets. Rachel gets on the piano and noodles a melody that gets the guys excited, and another song is born . . .

Recorded live in studio.
Recording available
Dec./08
Rachel: vocals & piano
Ray: Bass & harmonica
Michael: percussion

Regrets
I could have remembered
Yet I choose to forget
What I learned by heart was….
That the stories of laughter
Are woven inside the hemline
Of a dress called, ......regret

I’ve learned that a stitch in time saves nine
I’ve learned that it was a crime to ever leave you
Were I your tailor again
I would want to clothe you in sunlight
And wash your garments in rain
And when the mood was right
I’d take you dancing
In your blue gingham dress, again and again

Patterns of pain, seamstress of sorrow
Patterns of pain, seamstress of sorrow
Patterns of pain, seamstress of sorrow

My memories glance at the blue skies of..... of tomorrow
Of regrets.........................................
Of regrets.........................................

Of late I moonlight in a distant park
With a mistress called ‘maybe’
And gather lone daisies in the dark
With memory and the hope of your ‘hello’
Winding its way towards the very next day

And I say

Patterns of pain, seamstress of sorrow
Patterns of pain, seamstress of sorrow
Patterns of pain, seamstress of sorrow
My memories glance at the blue skies of....of tomorrow
Of regrets............................................
Of regrets............................................

Patterns of pain, seamstress of sorrow
Patterns of pain, seamstress of sorrow
Patterns of pain, seamstress of sorrow

Are woven inside the hemline
Of a dress called regret

Of regrets.............................................
Of regrets.............................................
Of regrets.............................................