Listen to the Song:
The final track on the Nine Fine Lines album is a song written to sum up the conclusion of the Imaginary Lines era for Ric Albano. This simple and short song features an upbeat, rotating vibe and rapidly delivered, poetic lyrics concluding abruptly with the phrase, “my own personal Edsel is now gone!”
Musicians
Ric Albano – vocals, piano, bass
Bret Alexander – guitar
Ron Simasek – drums
Lyrics
Rock n’ Roll, it lives within my soul,
Filters the glam and the gloom, the hype and the trite
I discovered it near the golden eyes of the deer,
In the winter chill that year, I knew someday I might, move on
So who will distinguish between the undeserved
And the under-served in our Camelot?
And who would agree to be the worker bee
If everything was free from our Lancelot?
Then I had to postpone Imaginary play tones,
Concentric Lines of stones used for writing
But still the world moved on with a whimper and a yawn,
It seems that it’s not all that exciting to move on, a long, so long!
Eat Air! Drink Water! Breathe Fire!
Eat Air! Drink Water! Breathe Fire!
Whichever name, the fuel remains, to play the game
So I won’t fear beginnings nor will I fear the end
And I will reset it all again
I really don’t know what to say when approaching this way
Although I’m scared to play, I’ll try again, move on
And so it goes, curtains on the show
My own personal Edsel is now gone
© 2009-2018 Ric Albano and Cygnus Wave Records
