Still My Days Before
single
Still My Days Before
PCBender builds ‘Still My Days Before’ around a central riddle, a night visitor that dissolves into fog, and the quiet devastation of the refrain lands harder than it has any right to: ‘my bed is still, my days before / gone too the things I once adored.’ The production earns that weight, sparse acoustic guitar and soft piano giving the vocal room to breathe before the chorus opens into something warmer and fuller at the 1:31 mark, a swell that calls to mind early Counting Crows at their most unguarded. At 117 BPM in D# major the track moves with a gentle forward pull rather than a crawl, which keeps the melancholy from curdling into self-pity. A highlight.
Lyrics
A cat came calling in the night A cry, a song of pure delight I tried to sleep but yet could not And dared to lose my sense of fright
At first the dark obscured my thought But soon enough returned my sight What seemed a cat was only fog A phantom of a dream forgot
Was it real, or just the air Whispers woven from nowhere
My bed is still my days before Gone too the things I once adored And years behind the shuttered door And years behind the shuttered door
A dream of cats and not a dog Perhaps this is an epilogue I need a thing I can't ignore To keep me from my monologue
Was it real, or just the air Whispers woven from nowhere
My bed is still, my days before Gone too the things I once adored And years behind the shuttered door And years behind the shuttered door
And years behind the shuttered door…
Credits
Songwriter: Michael Anthony Rose