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Kevin Moore - S.O.S.

Kevin Moore, a keyboardist, vocalist, composer and founder of the Chroma Key, Also a former member of progressive group Dream Theater. S.O.S. from the album This Is a Recording (1999) that contains demos written between 1994 - 1997 Lyrics : "...few people... always a few people..." "...these are the stars and here are the people, look..." "...so I tried to hitchhike from this exit, there was nothing... that's all it was the worstest like, like standing time I ever had here in the States with hitchhiking... I'm standing there, and I'm standing there, and I'm standing there... and after a while a, a guy stopped like... I had no money or nothing I had nothing to eat and stuff like that... a guy stopped like with a Jeep and picked me up and... 'well, I have nothing to do, I'll drive you to [unintelligible]'..." fly blackbird fly frozen the sea i see you old cover clouds new snow there they go silent but wings sun orange small i see you nowhere is home go alone so alone "...I was tired, I was... bored, I was... I didn't know where to go, where to find a job. I felt... pretty helpless..." fly angel fly older than me i feel you coalcovered clouds white snow there you go heard myself call far from them all i feel you left them behind or ahead and he said something's gonna change i can feel it last night i had dreams that i was you i was tearing out the pages of my diary and a bird flew past my head so i put them back again 'cause i knew it's alright to like the way i feel it's alright to like the way i feel it's alright to like the way i feel it's alright to like the way i feel cry blackbird cry over the waves i hear you coalcovered clouds white snow there they go ice on your wings songless he sings i hear you nowhere is home all alone there's a phone "...I tried to call home because of... I don't know... I wanted to call home... where ever call home is... I, I made the re-call, but of course, I didn't have the money to pay the telephone... and nobody picked up the phone... that was depressing me more than, than everything before..." something's gonna change i can feel it last night i just stayed at home alone i was tearing out the pages from my diary but a bird flew past my head so i put them back again 'cause i know it's alright it's alright to feel the way i feel sometimes the answer just comes "...and after about two months, I had the money together to rent a place... with the guy together who gave me the first job... it's a pretty, little world for me, in a way... few people... always a few people..."