"EMPTY SPACE" genre: Pop
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	CD: FOREVER BEFORE NOW   Label: INDEPENDENT Credits: SONGS AND MUSIC BY MATT MORRIS / PRODUCED BY MATT MORRIS AND BRYAN KEELING / RECORDED, MIXED & MASTERED BY BRYAN KEELING
	Story Behind the Song I wrote the music to this song a couple of months before we started making the record and the lyrics while we were recording vocals. It wasn’t even going on the record until Bryan heard me playing it in between takes and thought it was really unique and would add some versatility. Once I decided it was going on the record, I got some pretty definite ideas about how it should be worked up, like the creepy, old-timey, circus-like keyboards and the trumpet over the last verse. Andy Langham, the keyboardist, did a great a job of interpreting what Bryan and I were describing. Once I recorded the vocals and we listened to it, we thought it really sounded like a Doors song—except for the vocals. So I thought, "Well, if you’re going to rip off the Doors, well then dammit, really rip ‘em off!!," so I re-recorded the vocals while doing my best Jim Morrison impression. It turns out that impression is not a very good one, but it sounded a lot better than how I had been singing, so basically, a new style of singing for me was born, and I wound up singing that way on several other songs on the record. Lyrically, I wanted this song to be about how the end results of sex are often not worth the pursuit or even the actual act, and I wanted each verse to be a mini-story about how sex got somebody into trouble. It wound up being a little too much to pack into one song, so I decided to just write one story about a runaway teenage girl who gets in over her head when she encounters a man who takes advantage of her. Lastly, I think the feel of Bryan’s drumming and percussion is great, particularly on the last chorus. It’s not the most complicated, intricate drumming in the world, but it throbs, pulses, and really draws you in. Lyrics She was a school girl, he was a sailor He fixed her a spiked lemonade and he made her his Miss Thing Miss Thing, Miss Thing He said she was special, one of a kind He promised the stars and she bought it hook and line, his new queen Just sixteen, sixteen Well there’s lipstick on his collar and a smile on his face You’re a fool if you believe him but he makes a strong case Well it’s love at first sight, but then you’re blinded by hate Full of lust, then it’s just empty space Then came the morning, she woke up alone Four blocks in the cold just to find herself a phone, she missed home Missed home, missed home Well there’s lipstick on his collar and a smile on his face You’re a fool if you believe him but he makes a strong case Well it’s love at first sight, but then you’re blinded by hate It’s the agony of disgrace You got a bite but you wanted the plate It’s a pain you just can’t placate Full of lust, then it’s just empty space

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