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'...a nice folk-tinged rocker' - Billboard Magazine. Performed by Mah Jones
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Not really rock, not really folk, not really country, not really pop, just music.
"Analytical - A nice folk-tinged rocker." -Billboard Magazine 1/23/93 "His sound is musically adept..." "Morris’ earnest, expressive voice stands out in the work." -Liz Van Hooser Columbia Daily Tribune "Shannon, you write it and I'll sign it. I've lied for worse!" -Richard King, Owner of The Blue Note and Mojo's "Shannon Morris's creative musical influence and business sense reflects commitment to the success of the establishments that employ him. His drive demands the audience's respect, wins attention, and produces involvement." -Andrew Vrooman, Owner of The Thirsty Turtles and The Hartsburg Hitchin' Post
Song Info
Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Rock
Charts
Peak #44
Peak in subgenre #8
Author
Shannon Morris
Rights
1998
Uploaded
November 17, 2005
Track Files
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MP3 3.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
I've spent a lot of time trying to figure out how I ever got to be so analytical...
Lyrics
Analytical ©Shannon Morris 1998 I wonder why I chose these words Above the others that I'd thought to write this song I wonder how it will be heard Or if it has been then but now it's been so long I wonder should I change the key Would it lead to things that simply don't belong I wonder is it just like me Every change is one that must be right or wrong I've read so much into my life I can't remember what was there Before I had something for real The way I feel it's lost somewhere Tell me why I notice her lips The way she wears them as she listens to a friend Ask myself why I live on tips Will I change today, oh why should I pretend I don't know why I think of us Which way will I wonder what we were once way back when Should I decide to ride the bus Would the Lord still buy me a Mercedes Benz I've read so much into my life I can't remember what was there Before I had something for real The way I feel it's lost somewhere I don't know how the tv works Or how they make a hologram with laser beams I wonder if it really hurts Or do they bring a stuntman in to do those scenes I wonder why I see the blind I wonder what it's like inside that person's dreams I wonder is it just my mind Or is it only how I wonder what it seems
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