Driving, December Time

by Metaphorest



A song about little insights into other lives glimpsed when passing by wintery windows on journeys in December.


Driving, December time
In the early dark
Glimpses of other lives
People playing parts

Every window
Frames a story
Every one has sorrow
Every one has glory

From the outside looking in
They are paper thin
They are smiling
The amber glow
Of a life you don’t know
Is beguiling

Flowers on the mantelpiece
Smoke from the chimney spills
Sat at the table
The family gets their fill

Their silence is silver
At least so to you it seems
You cannot hear the
Sigh of unspoken dreams

There’s a lie, there’s a love
There’s a curse, there’s a promise
A tragedy, humanity
At its most honest
A fairytale, a miracle
A terrible secret
Everything is evident
We just don’t see it

When.. driving December time


released December 11, 2012



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Metaphorest Fife, UK

Metaphorest is the mythical moniker of Irish singer/songwriter Sarah Daly. She has been writing songs since her first toy piano and in 2011 she released her debut album of 20 original songs.

Metaphorest plays guitar and sings about things like capitalism and cupcakes, and finds her inspiration in the nooks and crannies that few folk notice.
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