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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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