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Fire Escape. A song. Written & performed by Charles Westerman

So this is by no means very polished, but I’ve wanted to shoot and post one of my songs for awhile now (thanks to Brendon for doing a good job shooting it in one take). Songwriting is a hobby I picked up when I got to college, and as far as hobbies go– it’s one of my favorites. By now I’ve been doing it for about five years. I consider myself way more of a songwriter than a musician, so though the guitar playing is very average and simplistic, if one was going to try and appreciate the song, they’d listen more for the lyrics and my attempts to layer unique, more complex melodic deliveries over the top of simple four-chord progressions. In other words, try and listen to how the song was written and created rather than listening to the song.

This is a love song, written for no particular girl, but rather its more of a tribute to all the best nights I’ve had with some pretty amazing girls it didn’t end up working out with. It’s an attempt to accept that old annoying saying about how its better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all. Anyway, it’s called Fire Escape. I hope you enjoy it. And Happy Valentine’s Day!

<p><a href=”http://vimeo.com/59632424″>Fire Escape</a> from <a href=”http://vimeo.com/user10547437″>mOUNTbRENDON</a&gt; on <a href=”http://vimeo.com”>Vimeo</a&gt;.</p>

Fire Escape Lyrics–

(Verse)

i sat with my lips pressed against the ink script on your back

everything i read is just fine

your big curls cover my eyes like some chocolate colored house blinds

everything i see is just fine

(Bridge 1)

and i rise with your sun dress

and i melt into your hot mess

as we spill over the edge of the earth

we drop like flaming arrows

yeah we fall like special sparrows

singing providence will make us work

and we don’t fear the end

because we don’t know when it is

for now we can finally fly (2x)

(Chorus)

and we blew up on your fire escape

in pieces of you and little bits of me

we were shooting up the night

and i finally got the feeling that i got the best of time

for once it was on my side and

i tangoed with the clock with it’s hands locked into mine

and we grew up this way

with a little bit of give and whole lot of take

(Bridge 2)

yeah lets just take

lets just take time to make time

we can’t stop it, but we can slow dance to the rhythm of the night

feet not to the left, but dressed just right, i’d say we’re at our best tonight

(Chorus)

and we blew up on your fire escape

in pieces of you and little bits of me

we were shooting up the night

and i finally got the feeling that i got the best of time

for once it was on my side and

i tangoed with the clock with it’s hands locked into mine

we grew up this way

with a little bit of give and whole lot of take

(Bridge 2b/Outro)

yeah lets just take

lets just take time to make time

we can’t stop it, but we can slow dance to the rhythm of the night

feet not to the left and dressed just right, i’d say we’re at our best tonight

well i sat with my lips pressed against the ink script on your back

everything i read is just fine

your big curls cover my eyes like some chocolate colored house blinds

everything i see is just fine

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About ananiasgo

Charles Westerman is a freelance writer, songwriter, school bus driver and murder mystery theater actor living in Portland, Oregon. He grew up on a ranch in Chugwater, Wyoming as the youngest of five kids and graduated from Washington State University with a degree in Journalism and English Lit. in May 2012. In between driving his Jr. High minions back-and-forth from school, he is currently at work writing his debut literary novel, Where Heaven Meets Cheyenne and its sequel. A two-part telling of the story of his ordinary family that came together in an extraordinary way. For the past two and half years he has worked to tell this story with honesty, excellence and honor to the characters who made it possible.

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