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Blank Space Shining

Paul Gless

Paul Gless, Singer/Songwriter, early Nineties

Record Details

Released
1994
Genre
Folk, Singer/Songwriter, Rock

Record Tracklist

  1. Blank Space Shining -:-- / 4:30

Long­ing and loss are the preva­lent themes of Paul’s ear­ly work. This is not sur­pris­ing see­ing that he, as young men often do, longed and lost a lot.

 

Blank Space Shining – Lyrics

I will stay in bed
Until the sun comes out in springtime
And I’m star­ing at my hands
Am I get­ting old this winter?
And I’m quite surprised
When I close my eyes
And the echoes of your pres­ence disappear
And my world is turning
Too slow­ly to mea­sure the time
That I spent here

There’s noth­ing to be gained
There’s no sound, I’m bare­ly breathing
And noth­ing will remain
Of my point­less plans of leav­ing you
In doubt about nothing
When noth­ing is all
You left for me to learn
You’re not listening
But I tell you now that you’ve gone
And won’t return
We won’t return

The mir­ror lost a face
That’s been such a good companion
Through the dreams I can’t retrace
Through the sto­ries I abandoned
For the sake of a silence
That lets me perceive
All the colours of the moon
And if I open my window
I could drown a whole world
With the qui­et from my room

There’s a blank space shining
There’s a blank space shining

I will stay in bed
Until the sun comes out in springtime
And I’m star­ing at my hands
Am I get­ting old this winter?
And I’m quite surprised
When I close my eyes
And the echoes of your voice have disappeared
I’m afraid of changing
One too many times
So you can’t find me
If you ever come back here

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