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This piece was written as poetry in 1992, then had a series of rhythm sequences
composed to fit it, using a Yamaha DD-7 Digital Drum Machine. As such, it's
essentially a "Beatnik" piece - and, therefore, is properly a part
of the "Beat My Nick" collection.
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The only copy that's been posted online, was posted into the amateur
musicians' binaries newsgroup.
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"FACING A BIG DECISION"
Copyright (C) 1992 thru 2007, by: scruffyeagle.com
All Rights Reserved.
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I'm facing a big decision:
Is it time to go where the cold winds blow?
I'm frozen with indecision -
Do I want to stay, or would I rather go?
When I look into her big, brown eyes,
Knowing what I cause, then I realize that I'm
facing a big decision. Facing a big decision.
I'm rushing into the morning,
Wearing Angel-wings and a devil's cloak.
I'm becoming another dawning:
Am I serious, or am I just a joke?
When I look into her clear, blue eyes,
Knowing what we've done, then I realize that I'm
facing a big decision. Facing a big decision.
I'm under a heavy vision;
Is it good to know what the future hides?
I'm losing my inhibitions:
Do I fool with Love? Are my actions wise?
When I look into her deep, green eyes,
Knowing who we are, then I realize that I'm
facing a big decision. Facing a big decision.
One hand's on my steering wheel, and one hand's in my lap.
One hand holds my bible, and one hand grips my cap.
When I look into her cold stone eyes,
Knowing I'm alone, then I realize that I'm
facing a big decision. Facing a big decision.
With incense burning at her feet, and candles up above.
Her worshipers must be discrete - it's ever so, with Love.
I've been living like a beggar:
I work all day, simply to survive.
I've been counting my buried treasure;
If I left here now, would I ever arrive?
When I gaze into my Self at night,
Find that I'm alone, then I realize that I'm
facing a big decision. Facing a big decision.
*** Repeat w/ fade:
Facing a big decision. Facing a big decision.
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