Seika - From My Seat...Things Look Really Great lyrics

I realized today...some 30 odd years into my life...I am an observer... I don't take the back seat in a conversation... or blend into the woodwork... Hardly...if anything... I'm the first one to stand up and be noticed... but...today it hit me like a ton of bricks… I observe things... Subtle things...insignificant...to the average Joe... I then sign…seal…and deliver these non-descripts into my brain file... Available at random...any minute of any hour… any day .. week .. or month of any year.... Even while seated at the coffee shop with a friend... I spend the entire time checking out everything around me... I don't stare or make it known...just quiet observation... Clothing...hair...faces...smells... nothing seems to escape... Architecture...surface texture...lighting... The list keeps growing... and worst of all these "things" I have filed away resurface at the most inopportune times... Once while in the throws of pa**ion... one of these observations suddenly leaped forth... At the height of my partners enjoyment... I (for no known reason) blurted out... Did you ever feel the brick on the old warehouse at King & Parliament? This did not go over well... All enjoyment came to a sudden grinding (pardon the pun) halt... There was a look of shear amazement.... well...(Maybe shear frustration and anger would sum it up better…) Followed by a hasty exit... A day later...I brought up the brick thing again... Only to observe the same reaction...