from Games We Play, released February 10, 2018
Words and Music by Jen Schaffer (SOCAN) and Simon Law (SonyAtv)
Jennifer Schaffer - Acoustic guitar, Lead Vocal
Simon Law - Grand Piano, Percussion, Background Vocals
Astrid Foster - Bass, Background Vocals
John Teshima - Electric and Acoustic Guitars
Jonathan Marks - Viola, String Section, Background Vocals
Recorded at Canterbury Music Co. Toronto, by Jeremy Darby; Studio Wolfrey, Toronto and SonyAtv Music Publishing Canada, Toronto by Simon Law.
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Lyrics
A little slower slide on the low west side
Take a Chelsea ride on the High Line steel
You can go for miles penetrate the styles
That flow between the subway tiles and dreams
Glide through that groove, that vibe
The island time and feel
Sunday morning, New York City
Orchards blooming sweet, off Delancey street
Cherry blossoms cheat the fading sun
Iron clad the walls of tenements and halls
‘Cause no one there will heed the fall of time
Sweep the grit doors open wide
To let in its perfume
Sunday morning, New York City
The Lake stills as space expands to fill its history
Central Park will tame the pulse
of Manhattan’s majesty
The boulders black, the vibrant green
Softening the manic stream
Fingertips reveal the curious concealed
The unobserved that yields a certain charm
Hands will hold and guide and soothe the ripping tide
That overflows along canals and piers
Wander through that moving feast
The urban wondrous zeal
Sunday morning, New York City