Originally from Brooklyn, New York, singer-songwriter Alex Dezen performs his original song " None Of These Things" in The Underground Recording Studio for El Ganzo Sessions Produced by Mark Rudin December 2nd, 2013
Looks like you're going to take the easy way out I heard you on the telephone with a friend You said, maybe meet someday in the middle of the street Well I know I'll never see you again The ?? is blowing in lullaby dawn The same one I've been listening to all night I wake up in the same place tomorrow and you will be gone There won't even be a fight There are train rides There are bus rides That will take you back and fourth from bad to better lives There are love songs There are desperate lives But none of those things will keep you here Cause of none of these things will make you love me Clock reads the minutes that will turn into hours The hours that will turn us into ghosts Your cups are here gone in time with dead and dying flowers and I can't move it from its post There are train rides There are bus rides That will take you back and fourth from bad to better lives There are love songs There are desperate lives But none of those things will keep you here Cause of none of these things will make you love me I don't expect you to I don't need you to and I don't wish you would I just wish you could and I just wanna sleep While the sorrows cheap and I think I hear your keys There are train rides There are bus rides That will take you back and fourth from bad to better lives There are love songs There are desperate lives But none of those things will keep you here Cause of none of these things will make you love me
Lyrics: Looks like you're gonna take the easy way out I heard you on the telephone with a friend You said, "Maybe we'll meet someday in the middle of the street?" But I know I'll never see you again The Santa Ana's blowing in a lullaby at dawn Same one I've been listening to all night I'll wake up in the same place tomorrow And you'll be gone And there won't even be a fight There are train lines There are bus rides That will take you back and forth from bad to better lives There are love songs And there are desperate lives But none of those things will keep you here 'Cause none of these things will make you love me The clock reads the minutes that will turn into hours And the hours that will turn us into ghosts Your cup's here guarding time with dead and dying flowers And I can't move it from it's post There are train lines There are bus rides That will take you back and forth from bad to better lives There are love songs And there are desperate lives But none of those things will keep you here 'Cause none of these things will make you love me I don't expect you to and I don't need you to and I don't wish you would I just wish you could I just want to sleep While the sorrow's cheap But I think I hear your keys There are train lines There are bus rides That will take you back and forth from bad to better lives There are love songs And there are desperate lives But none of those things will keep you here 'Cause none of these things will make you love me Looks like you're gonna take the easy way out I heard you on the telephone with a friend Maybe you'll whisper my name from an old widow's dream Maybe I'll never see you again
awesome tune alex. your music evokes unreal emotion to say the least. I myself am still trying to find a voice amidst my singing and songwriting. I happened upon your music because I wrote a song called the great unknown and found you searching my own song. very inspiring. keep up the good work brother. cheers.
