Lying Here Thinking

cover art for Bransby - Lying Here Thinking - it shows a dim streetlight shining through bedroom blinds in the dark of night

This was first written a very long time ago, around about 2000 I think. I've played it live occasionally but never recorded it properly. I've always been fond of the tune and the sentiment so decided to bring it back to life. It's about not being able to sleep, finding yourself awake in the small hours, going over things in your mind, replaying conversations and realising that you're just missing someone. I haven't been playing the trumpet much lately so it was nice to break it out here for the simplest solo ever, I'm pleased with how it sounds.

  1. Lying Here Thinking Bransby 4:09

Lying Here Thinking

Streetlight comes slowly seeping in

Just like those streams of thought again

It’s nearly 2 I have to wonder why

I go to bed at ten

It’s so familiar when I feel so tired

But a thought wakes in my mind

And though it’s nothing important

It’s out of my hands

Just to leave that thought behind

So I’m lying here thinking, thinking of nothing

About pay and a job and a car

I know that you replay thoughts from the long day

But at 2 you can take it too far

I know i should empty my mind and relax

But I simply don’t have a clue how

And all I can think of is I’d be fast asleep

If you were right here right now

Maybe it’s down to the things on TV

The normalisation of atrocities

Or it could be a deep-rooted source of tension

Going back to my family tree

And I’m wide awake now with the whole house asleep

I can hear someone quietly snoring

I’ve tried counting backwards I’ve tried counting sheep

But it’s just thoughts of you I’m ignoring

So I’m lying here thinking thinking of nothing

About pay and a job and a car

I know that you replay thoughts from the long day

But at 2 you can take it too far

I know i should empty my mind and relax

But I simply don’t have a clue how

And all I can think of is I’d be fast asleep

If you were right here right now

Lying here thinking, thinking of nothing

About all of the things that you are

A slow motion replay of the reasons you can’t stay

And the moment I pushed you too far

I know i should empty my mind and relax

But I simply don’t have a clue how

And all I can think of is I’d be fast asleep

If you were right here right now