"The Gray Vault of Space" genre: Rock
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	Slow drum loop, two guitars, no distortion, a few strings, overall very lonely and sad, but honest.
	CD: Love Has No Frame of Reference Here   Label: n/a, just on a CD I made for myself and some friends of my own music Credits: Written, performed, and mixed by J. Simons
	Story Behind the Song I came up with the idea over some periods of time, on a few separate occassions. I would walk to work one day and the things I noticed were just rather depressing. There wouldn't be a soul around. It would be gray and gloomy, and freezing cold in the air, nobody out except me, and it made me feel like I was heading towards imminent doom, disenfranchised loneliness. Another time would be when I would wake up in the morning to go to school, it would also be cold, and it would be pitch black outside and I'd just head off down the hall to the shower, again, feeling like I was on my way towards doom. The lyrics represent what everybody feels at least one during one point in their lives. Usually that feeling is just one of the many confusing teenage melodramas that unfold over the years, and it is sort of a question towards one's self asking, "What is next?" I put all the main rock instruments in one speaker and all the strings in the other, then my vocals in the center. It was an idea I wanted to experiment with and I think it worked very well for this sad song. Lyrics I woke up this morning But the sky forgot to I wanted to cry But it told me not to The gray vault of space held me You die there at school You die there at home You die there in the world And you die so alone The gray vault of space held me God is teenage oppression And here we are praying Love is our religious obsession And now the sky's decaying "Why must it be so tragic?" I asked the cold, cold air "Because love's all you believe When nobody wants to care" The gray vault of space held me You ever have that epiphany When you suddenly realize That you're forlorn and nobody's coming That nobody even tries? The gray vault of space held me Loneliness is systematic It's a ritual in these years When people seem too static You're not so lonely with the tears

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