It Is Like You Said

vaisvil

Vocals, Ibenez 5 string bass, Fender Mustang, GR-20 saxophone, SI rhodes, SI drums + drum 1 shots.

It is like you said
But different
Do we ever know?
If what we touch
Is always real
What do we feel?

I slide in time
And feel the gaps
Between all beings
The harder I grasp
Even more sand
Squeezes from my hand

I wanted to be a preacher
I wanted to know
Just who I am

Not much to ask
A word or a touch
Our places left set
At the burning table
While the sky in your eyes
I swear I can see forever

I wanted to be a preacher
I wanted to be a teacher
I wanted to know
Just who I am

Is it all a fantasy?
Is it a shell I wear?
Is it all too real?

Who’s reality do we steal?
And at night do you feel something
Just beyond your reach?

I wanted to be a preacher
I wanted to be a teacher
I wanted to know
Just who I am

Can you see me?
Where do we meet?
How do we touch?
The spark inside
The spark inside
Can you see me?

I wanted to be a preacher
I wanted to be a teacher
I wanted to know
Just who I am

Where do we meet?
Where do we meet?
How do we touch?
The spark inside

Chris Vaisvil - 12/04/98