Song Styles: With rare commentary
Three years ago, after September 11, 2001, the first time I left the house, this is the song I put in my tape deck. Of course, the lyric can’t give you the full effect. Especially as it’s missing the recitation of “The Lord’s Prayer” that runs throughought the song, ending with the haunting repitition of “God deliver us from evil.”
But this gives you a rough idea.
I stand alone and watch the clock
I only wait for it to stop
And in the room locked up inside me
The cutout magazines remind me
I sit and wait alone in my room
And in my room against the wall
There is a picture very small
A photograph I took some years ago
It shows a picture of the room I know
I sit and wait alone in my room
The walls are white and in the night
The room is lit by electric light
I stand alone and watch the clock
I only wait for it to stop
The doors are shut and all the windows lock
The only sound is from the clock
I sit and wait alone in my room
The walls are white and in the night
The room is lit by electric light </b>
–Yaz, “In My Room”
