With The Notes In My Ears Lyrics
with the notes in my ears
and the ones i often mimicked
with the notes in my fingers
yes my bed is on the floor
of one of the ones i often dreamt of
with the notes in my ears
i'm lucky today
and that's how i know that it's time
to be brave
i have to note that this song is beautifully and exqusitely simple... the words i think are evident in equating notes to people just as we associate songs with individuals and memories... music is a part of our soul and peter broderick in this song captures that perfectly... talking more generally it could be seen that the song talks about the people and their memories to us as individuals and their effects on our beings long after they are gone... the first comment to a beautiful song with many more meanings i am sure
Home by Peter Broderick reminds me a lot of Chemical Friends-era N. Lannon and Precis-era Benoit Pioulard--not because all these young men write and sing their songs on acoustic guitars, but because they write from similar spaces, that their music creates spaces that are imbued with a keen sentimentality that carries, that shifts and lingers to the point that this poignancy is realized long after the melodies end and the songs pass, and the notes still ring out.