reverse e n t r o p y

So this is another tune that I uncovered from the May 2009 acoustic archives…but rather than merely posting it with a cleaner mix, I decided to add some instrumentation.  Doing so “seamlessly” to what was originally a single-track acoustic guitar/voice recording is usually an exercise in futility and frustration.  After a day or two of tinkering around with this, I give up.  Yay?  

It’s a song that’s very much a Palouse love story (i.e., eastern Washington and northern Idaho); once I even performed it live on the radio at WSU.

lyrics (based on a true story):

adina had a dream about oprah

where oprah was Romanian and looked like a babushka

oh oprah you have all the money

but you’re not adina

where is the time?

where is time?

I don’t know

lost somewhere in those rolling hills

between chance and fate

adina and I send each other letters

where we write about everything

but I know we’re still hiding behind the poetry

and where is the time?

where is time?

I don’t know 

lost somewhere in those rolling hills

between chance and fate

adina, you’re something special…

but now you’re gone

and now I’m gone