Temple Meade is a fictional place. It could be anywhere in London or New York.
If, like me, you live in a big sprawling metropolis you'll understand where I'm coming from with this song with all the best and very worst that it has to offer. I sat at Waterloo train station and just studied people as they went about their business (just for fun) Thanks for listening!
Drums - Mike Kosacek
All music, lyrics and vocals - Aidan
TEMPLE MEADE
Morning, grab a cup of life
And try to stretch my mind
Hoping, to miss the rain today
As I watch the time pass by
Down on the street
The noise won't give you no peace
In pursuit of gain
What inspires never restrains
All for the love of life
What a great and perfect world
Another day in Temple Meade
Differing times
That's a pattern of modern day living
What emerges from the trains
Crowds of workers in invisible chains
One girl sells her story
One guy buys a dream
Some seize the day
Others listen to what thier hearts say
All for the love of life
What a great and perfect world
Another day in Temple Meade
And as the city sleeps
The demons come out to play
But you don't worry
There's really no-one there
All for the love of life
What a great and perfect world
Another day in Temple Meade