Jill Koch: Music

it’s dark in here, i’m just wandering around, my arms are waving like crazy, i’m reaching. . . but i just can’t find that string. it’s pitch black, and i can’t even see my own hand in front of my face, i keep bumping into stuff .will my eyes ever adjust. so i go about my day or at least i think it’s day, i can’t tell because it’s pitch dark, but it feels like day as much as pitch dark can feel like day, but anyway i go about my day doing everything the same. and I’m starting to wonder “am i ever going to get out of this place?” well now i’ve been here for days, and these days are turning into months and these months into years and so on and so forth. my bruises are healing but you know, my eyes still haven’t adjusted, and i’ve got a feeling that one sock is blue and one sock is black. i haven’t seen day light for a while but i‘m getting used to it here, but i’m seeing that i’m lonely and man this place is so cold. i’d give anything to feel warmth on my face. i’d love to learn in sunshine and blue sky. couldn’t anyone open the door just a crack? *open my eyes, open my eyes please open up my eyes open my eyes open my eyes, to see.i’ve got a few new scratches today, i can’t see them, but i can feel them, and i can feel all of my scars. and even though it’s still dark, i feel like i’m starting to see things, in fact i see something strange up ahead, and it’s beautiful. i walk a little closer, it’s a ray of light streaming through a small hole. how could i have missed this before It’s so bright. i close my eyes and let the beam warm my face. i reach my hand out to find a door knob unlocked this whole time. *

c 2001 lyric/melody written by Jill Koch. music arranged by David Sheller. Guitar-Craig Sheller, Drums-Levi Clock, Bass-Martin Markley, Vocals-Jill
recorded and mixed at Airborne Audio by Don Miller