Matt Dalby: Reflects
Channel: Matt Dalby
Date: 2012-05-18

A song I composed in my head on a long walk after work one evening.

Looped vocal layers. Higher level of fidelity than usual since it was recorded straight to a digital recorder rather than from an amp.

Words - more or less in order I think:

Canal reflects trees and the warehouse behind.
Blue sky, Blue sky. Blue sky.
Floating condoms, dead pigeons and balls.
Don't care if it's rude but I don't want to listen.
Torn white paper - a heron flies up.
I've walked here for hours, I've walked here for years.
Evening sun yellow. Sun on my hands.