Suspended Disbelief

Lyrical selections from the Church Benches and Rain

Slow Burn

I'm tired of collecting moments
like scrapbook photographs.
Still, here I am staring at yours
wondering if you're looking back
to the days when we were happy
at least you said you were happy
just before you walked away.

You said things were heating up
you didn't want to fall too deep.
Well, silly me, I thought it was me
not just my memory you'd keep.
I'd hoped my luck had changed
but it seems all that remains
are the ashes of this dream

It wasn't supposed to be like this,
consumed by the flames.
I want the same sweet searing agony
day after night after day
I want a slow burn
I wanna slow burn with you.

I see you left your ring here,
I guess fate is being unkind.
Sometimes at night I'll pick it up
and try to travel back in time
to when your kiss lifted my curse,
your touch triggered my rebirth
and like the phoenix I arose.

It wasn't supposed to be like this,
consumed by the flames.
I want the same sweet searing agony
day after night after day
I want a slow burn
I wanna slow burn with you.

Bluesy acoustic, Key of B-flat
Vox, acoustic (capoed), electric, bass, synth, drums

This is about passion, about the moth being drawn to the flame then backing away. Musically, I had a sound I wanted, picked the original key I was going to write it in and... it came out slower than I'd wanted. So, I changed the key, reworked the chords and turned it into a bluesy, percussive acoustic rocker.