Noises

T.C. Folkpunk

Feeling My Way Around in the Dark For You

03:11
(T.Cameron)

Story

From the album "T.C. Folkpunk". Buy it HERE!

Lyrics

So there I stood in a turquoise cloud,

Centre of attention of an out of town crowd,

Serenading stucco walls and beams,

Ready for the sword fight of my dreams,

    Feeling my way around in the dark for you.

 

Well the bar room bohemian he gets uptight,

Frowns on the red tattoos and bolts of light,

Worn by the Marx Brothers in a bold motif,

He sends them packing with his stale beliefs,

    Feeling my way around in the dark for you.

 

The November pirate in a vat of cheese,

Taps Tarzan's Jane on the shoulder, says "If you please,

"Is there something other than a submarine for me to sail?"

She reads his tea leaves and says "No you're doomed to fail",

    Feeling my way around in the dark for you.

 

Well it's one slice of mercury below the norm,

Left the sun-drenched diplomat in fighting form,

But the sheepdog's cousin quickly deflates his spunk,

Throws out the plastic hangers and other junk,

    Feeling my way around in the dark for you.

    Yes I'm just feeling my way around in the dark for you.