NOTES & LYRICS:

Richard wrote to me: "I have this lyric you might find interesting, I see it as a jazz, blues, rock fusion kinda thing; or put on your best Joe Cocker hat! Thanks rittmo' "
That sounded like a huge challenge to me, in which I had to exceed anything I had done before, musically speeking. To compose the music at the piano still went smoothly, but to create the right arrangement and get the vocals right, not to speak of finding the right mix, took a hell of a time. Besides, I did use a lot of whisky and smokes though to make my voice sound more like Joe Cocker. Okay, that's a lie, I experimented with a few digital effects on my voice recording. With my natural voice, I could only fake that effect for 8 seconds and the rest of the song I would be coughing my heart out.

Rittmo's feedback made me feel proud: "WOW Roel, not sure how it can get that much better, this is spectacular, what a journey you took me on!!!!! WOW!!!!!! Thank You!!! rittmo' "

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Music and Vocal Roel Van Veldt
words rittmo'
copyright 2012

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LYRICS

No Room To Cry

I've been in witness protection for far too long
and I'm tired of hiding, tired of hiding
what I witnessed wasn't even true
and I'm tired of hiding, tired of hiding from you

mirrors, trick photography, now you see it, now you don't
house of horrors, witches and vampires, vacate the scene
leaving ghosts, goblins and ghouls to hold the bag
I'm not sure what's happening, but I begin to scream

afterglow, aftermath, after the fact
papers signed, ink bearly dried, I turn
around, only to find, there's no room to cry

I've been in witness protection for far too long
and I'm tired of hiding, tired of hiding
what I witnessed wasn't even true
and I'm tired of hiding, tired of hiding from you

porch light, crescent moon, blinking stars
I'm the man in the middle of a galactic distubance
I wave frantically, help I'm floating out of control
in an instant, I'm transported far, far, far away from my heart

I cannot be consoled
no matter how hard I try
there's no room to cry

I've been in witness protection for far too long
and I'm tired of hiding, tired of hiding
what I witnessed wasn't even true
and I'm tired of hiding, tired of hiding from you