I Don't Suppose

One of my latest songs... no vocals during the chorus because my microphone isn't working correctly.

Most of the songs I've written this summer are in this style... lots of little guitar flourishes, lots of half-muttered lyrics.

The lyrics are probably fairly obvious... it's one of those "morning after" songs, where you realize you made a mistake by saying too much or too little the night before. At the same time, however, you realize the general sentiment or conclusion of the matter was unavoidable and perhaps even the 'right' one... but the means to the end could have been a bit more thoughtful.

So far, I've kept the song pretty simple (at least in the recording you're hearing). My main concern is deciding whether I should leave this one for the acoustic guitars, or add a piano and bass and other stuff.

I experimented a bit with a shaker and a sleighbell to give it a stronger pulse, but I don't have that in this recording, because it sounded a little too driving.

I guess I should actually upload several different versions of the same song so you can compare... I'll work on that this week.


Lyrics:

Verse One

I don't suppose I've ever been called a coward,
At least not to my face.
But by God the way you looked at me last night,
Your eyes begging me to stay.
And I won't be caught idly supposing that your,
That your offer's still, still good tonight.
I guess you can call me a cynic,
Or just the loser of one too many fights.

Chorus

Well there I go repeating myself again,
When the truth is you won't be calling me anything at all.
... this line in progress ...
... this line in progress ...

Verse 2

Well look who's talking now, why it's my old good friend,
Mr. Know-it-all himself.
And he leaves you wondering
Just when exactly I suddenly stumbled upon
All this wisdom, insight, knowledge, shit and wealth.

Chorus