Used to think in waves, now I think in strings...

I ran into an artist friend, Doze, on the G train last week. I hadn't seen him in years, but randomly he hopped on the train and sat down right in front of me. We caught up quickly before he had to transfer a few stops later in the way that often happens on NY trains. I thought about his artwork, time passing, and the distance that energy carries between people and how it also carries in the different directions that the two people go.

As I walked from the train over the Gowanus canal, I wrote a draft of the music with the below draft of lyrics. I will post a draft mp3 next week...

2 feet, 5 feet, 15 feet...

I used to think in waves,
now I think in strings
2 feet, 5 feet, 15 feet
between...

You danced on a train,
I was heading west,
You came in and danced back out again.

lingered in my head,
like a silhouette,
2 feet, 5 feet, 15 feet
2 feet, 5 feet, 15 feet
2 feet, 5 feet, 15 feet

I could see the line
circled in a dance
long lit flowed arm
ending in a hand.