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The new Collusion CD is currently being mixed and mastered and will be available soon... Watch this space! |
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Good Question/Collusion (David Kelsey) would welcome
any feedback you may have, so send any comments, criticisms, encouragement,
etc. to frogpond@diddyweb.com |
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Album: That's a Good Question Recorded: 1991 at Vibrafeel Studios, Inala, Queensland |
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Performers |
David Kelsey: Vocals, Backing Vocals
Dave Elms: Guitars
Jenni Kelsey: Keyboards, Backing Vocals
Rudi Prudon: Bass
Fred Waters: Drums
Additional Performers:
Toni Menzies: Backing Vocals
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Lyrics |
And I hear your breath so softly
On the pillow next to mine
And no matter how I try, I know
I can't reach into your mind
It's at times like this I wonder
Are we really all that close
So I close my eyes and drift away
Into something I can't lose
And I can't tell if it's me or you
And I can't tell what I wanna do
If we need so much, why do I feel used?
And if we care so much, why don't I love you?
Now sometimes I seem to find myself
Not wanting to come home
`Cos I know I'll have nothing to say
To a person I don’t know
I could leave you now and start again
But it's hard for me to do
So I'm lying here still next to you
There's a feeling I can't lose
And I can't tell if it's me or you
And I can't tell what I wanna do
If we need so much, why do I feel used?
And if we care so much, why don't I love you?
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Lyrics: David Kelsey
Music: Good Question
Arranged: Good Question
Copyright: D'Kade Songs
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A Bit of Trivia |
The original lyrics to this song were written in 1989 after DK and JK had yet another split.
The line in about "Why don't I love you?" in the chorus was originally written as "Why do I hate you?", but it was felt that the sentiment was far too negative and disrespectful, and so the original line was changed to a more positive thought.
The song is probably the strongest on the first album, although let down a little by the lack of a true solo part in the middle, mainly because we ran out of ideas for what to do with it.
The ending is strangely reminiscent of a Doors track, although unintentional.
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