Monday, September 25, 2023

No More Room

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I see a man he looks like me,

He walks the streets so aimlessly,

He looks for some place he can hide,

But there's no room for him inside.


I see a man he looks like you,

He talks to folks he never knew,

And when they speak he starts to cry,

There's no room for him inside.


No more room, no more room,

No more room to do our waiting,

No more room, no more room,

No more room for procrastinating.


I see a woman looks like me,

Says there's nothing she don't need,

And so she doesn't even try,

There's no room for her inside.


I see a woman looks like you,

Dressed in satin shiny blue,

Thinks up rules she can defy,

There's no room for her inside.


No more room, no more room,

No more room to do our waiting,

No more room, no more room,

No more room for procrastinating.


© Moss & Rotchin

2 comments:

Kelp said...

Another instant classic!! I feel like you keep developing musically into newer and more interesting sounds.

I listened first without looking at the lyrics … and when you sang “for procrastinating” it sounded like “for Christ to wait in” (or something like that). I thought it interesting and unexpected for you to be singing about Christ. Shocking, really. Then I read the lyrics …

I am guessing that it’s deliberately ambiguous where the “room” is that no longer exists. Room in the world? In society? In the workforce? In the concert hall? In cyberspace? Or is it the room inside your head? … no more room for creative thoughts … no more room to maneuver yourself, your identity … too many people? Too many voices. Too much cacophony.

None of the above, or all of the above?

I may not completely understand the song, but I nonetheless find myself easily singing along with it!

Glen said...

All of the above! Very astute and perceptive as usual. I think you are catching a little of that Dylanesque ambiguity. No doubt my multiple listenings of his Up To Me (thanks to you) rubbed off. Physical room and emotional room (room to think and feel). Special thanks goes to my oldest friend and band mate David Moss for co-writing the music. So along with your inspiration, Kelp, and Dave’s help, this one was a group effort! Grateful for my creative friends.