The elevator blues

by Tim Edey

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about

I am very proud to be releasing this as a charity single in memory of our baby son Griogair whom we lost last year at 2 months old, the proceeds of this single will all go to helping the amazing Trevor Mann Baby Unit in Brighton via our fundraising page on Just Giving here where you can also donate somethings extra to this great cause, which has effected our lives more than anything.
crowdfunding.justgiving.com/iz-crowe

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This song is a humorous take on my own long time and pretty serious, at times career disabling fear of elevators that started on a tour while aged 21 in Tulsa, OK.

I didn't go in them for over a decade taking all manner of crazy avoidance steps while touring worldwide as a musician, I could write a book about these:) I finally got in one again with massive support from my amazing partner Isobel and a therapist in EFT&psychotherapy Philip Andrews whom got me over flying also previous to this.

lyrics

I’ve never liked small spaces especially when they move
up and down so fast and high and open when they choose

stepping on in Tulsa my 2 guitars and me
light from every passing floor it shines in like a sea

the feeling of doors closing your stuck inside this space
that sometimes shakes and stalls and suddenly loses pace

chorus 
I’ve got the elevator blues riding up on high
up to 20 stories right up in the sky
lying on the ground thinking i am dead
but hang on i hear them starting them wires overhead

the noise was overwhelming, glass breaking overhead 
i start to breathe so fast thoughts racing round my head 

lights they start to flicker god knows what is next
but one thing for sure is mentally I’m the wreck

chorus 
I’ve got the elevator blues riding up on high
up to 20 stories right up in the sky
lying on the ground thinking i am dead
but hang on i hear them starting them wires overhead

lying there alone on the carpet covered floor
i think of sandy beaches and boats anchored off the shore

if this is hell then heaven must be the starting of the sound
as we go up a little and my god I’m off the ground

chorus 

credits

released July 11, 2016
Tim Edey-lead vocal, nylon guitar, bass
Gordy Duncan JR-drums, vocals
Liz Russo-vocals
Robin Wynn Evans-Producer

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