The twenty-second track on the album Imaginary Cube, this previously unreleased song was originally composed in 2003.
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Composed by Ric Albano on December 5, 2003
From the album Imaginary Cube by Sinclair Soul
Released on July 10, 2024
Musicians
Ric Albano – guitars, keys, piano, bass, vocals
Ron Simasek – drums
Lyrics
Dusk at the plaza, late July
Caught a glimpse of her just to my right
Milky skin, deep sky blue eyes
She left me intrigued and terrified
Is this where I should feel most at home?
Floating on a sea of mundane industrial scratched chrome?
Seemed so long until this this second act
Gloom on this lonely, lonely battered soul
Who crawled through the branches, the rocks
The stones and the hacks…
Those inadequate to be in control
Is this where I should feel most alive?
Disregarding everything I once cherished and strived?
Well, she’s found her place now and I’m still drifting away
Through the cracks of the country, trying to seize a magical day
Where she’s at home and it’s my presence she longs
But I just can’t quite write such a sticky sweet song
Through these bone-dry scorching hot laboring days
Working for Peter just to pay Renee
But for one serendipitous moment I seemed to have it all
I seemed to have it it all
© 2003-2024 Ric Albano and Cygnus Wave Records
Track 22 of 27 from Imaginary Cube by Sinclair Soul (2024)
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