Opinion by Perry A

Perry A iz: J. Pitre and C.G. Smith
(Single Version - Final Master)
94 BPM
(-8.7 LUFS, 5.9 LU, 10.2 PSR)
Produced by C.G. Smith ay Hearwaxx Studio in Uptown New Orleans
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music by J. Pitre
lyrics by C.G. Smith

Silence remains to see
Quiet is to be free
Say it, it's time to speak
Scream it from sky to deep

Standing naked on the side of the road
Where you goin'?  Nobody Knows
Find your center - your place of relief
I've got a harsh opinion & these six moving strings
You'll see.

Defiance, a selective truth
(but) Science. Well god bless you too
Divided, this country 'tis of thee
No center exists from sea to shining sea

Lying sideways on the side of the road
Remember somethin' that nobody knows
Your eyes are open, but they're probably closed
With every moment insecurity grows & grows

Lying bleeding on the side of the road
Where you goin?  Nobody knows
Find your center, your place of relief
I've got a harsh opinion & these six moving strings
You'll see
You will see.

OK Wait

Opinion (Single - Final Master)

Conversing with the common man
While extending arm and hand
Never knowing where they stand
It's coming down to us and them
Ah ha
Ha ha
Ha ha
Uh huh

See they've been working on this plan
Let's deceive the angry clan
Seems like since all time began
There are those that love the scam
Uh huh
Ah ha
Ha ha
La la

It's just so hard to understand
Your halo bound at feet and hands
There's different stories, same old plan
It's fiction bound by mortal man
Amen
Ah ha
Ah ha
Ah ha
Ah ha
Yeah

It's a fiction

Fiction

under you (1998 - Chris, Norm, and Josh)

pay
it's somethin'
nothin'
well really I am
believe me, I'm nothin'
inside me
to you i sit and stare
there's no one to compare
inside you
I'm somethin' you won't hide
inside
hey it's somethin'
just forget
in everything fleeting
thoughts
and emothions
there's no such thing
hey it's somethin'
but nothin'
really I am, believe me
I am nothing
inside me

in these holes we have a child
and within us
i can't believe a love like this for me
oh, those purple marble floors are warm
what is wishing me luck?
hey you, I don't i see you?
lines and patterns are fading deep
within corners of thought
are we ourselves tonight or are we just visions of the truth?
it's hard to believe when I can't understand
so here I am
under your hand
can you seem to me
like I've always wanted you to be?
like this, like this, like this, like this
I'm under your hand
but I am once: free
I see this beginning in this ending
free, free
I see this beginning in this ending
wood
frown
period.
stop this
light in the dark

you are not me
so why try to be?

I'm gray and without mind
some person that I wish to find
white
nothing
but within this I am real
one more
then I have to leave
black
sinking
sinking
sinking
I'm sinking
but smiling
sinking
but one more time inside you
this light is denying your sign
a flame
home
into this realm of shit
and stink into my day
just sign my blackened tomb
in my morning blue
with rings of gold
and all the thoughts I've sold
into you
are you everything I ever thought?
well I drink
I drink
drink
yeah

pain is nothing we cannot stand
everything in something
we can't understand
so burn the shit
take it into you
come on suck me dry
pain is nothing we cannot stand
everything is something
we can't understand
my hand to you
you're everything
and nothing
my eveything
you're not one thing, nothing
ashes and me
I'm under you
this pain is real
it's drunken, blind, inside
the vision's here
it's fleeting
fading
so you can come to me
in the sunlight
in this moonlight
and I'm under you
oh, I am sunshine
so true and warm
coming with you
and sunlight
this dark light
so do you see this

fuck, shit, I do

a cotton face
what am I wanting?
there's butts and ashes
and one more drink
please hold...
a break in thought
last brick falling into fucking place
do you know?
well let's go home
she bleeds into my breathing
bluest, truest
will anyone ever understand me?
no
I'm caught dead inside this aching head
shot
i wed
so I breathe for me
but I cannot see
through this I am great
without thought
a constant pen and pencil, paper, thought
ink, reality, or not?

so do you understand
my sight
or are you just decaying
beneath
the surface of those lies
that I cannot understand
it's unnatural
well fuck it
if you can't give me what I need
then fuck it
and fuck you if you can't
i don't need this anyway

just fuck it
just forget.

Norm & Chris

Under You

under you (1998 original)

Cover of Sympathy For the Devil by Todd Lowery.
recorded and mixed by C.G. Smith

Sympathy For the Devil

Single version of track #4 of the album.  Also available on the Deluxe Edition of  In the Corner of a Dream.

Come Home (Single)

New Orleans based indie rock artist C. G. Smith's home studio project.

Currently working on new material and finishing up the 2nd album: (a) Collection of Abstracts.

The self-titled debut album: In the 
Corner of a dream is available to stream everywhere.

New Orleans singer/songwriter C.G. Smith on acoustic guitars, voice, drumbeats and synth bass and cello, Vendy's old boomba stick, and other sounds.
Lead guitars by T. Lowery. and D.J Reed
Some bass lines by Travis Marc.
For more info, to join the mailing list, first dibs, or to buy the Deluxe Version of the debut album... go visit:
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