I
Nancy Wilson Lyrics


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I remember sky
It was blue as ink
Or at least I think I remember sky

I remember snow
Soft as feathers, sharp as thumb tacks coming down like lint
And it made you squint when the wind would blow
And ice like vinyl on the streets
Cold as silver, white as sheets
Rain like strings and changing things like leaves

I remember leaves
Green as spearmint, crisp as paper
I remember trees
Bare as coat racks, spread like broken umbrellas

And parks and bridges, ponds and zoos
Ruddy faces, muddy shoes
And nights and noise and bees and boys
And days

I remember days
Or at least I try
But as years go by, they're a sort of haze
And the bluest ink isn't really sky
And at times I think I would gladly die
For a day of sky





Sky, sky, sky

Overall Meaning

The song "I" by Nancy Wilson is a nostalgic reflection on childhood memories and the passing of time. The opening line “I remember sky, it was blue as ink” suggests a vivid memory of the sky as blue and clear, yet as the song progresses, the lyrics become more abstract and uncertain. The repetition of the phrase “or at least I think I remember sky” highlights the fading of memories over time and the uncertainty of what truly remains.


The song goes on to describe other sensory memories; snow as soft as feathers, sharp as thumb tacks, and ice as cold as silver, white as sheets. The nostalgia continues with descriptions of leaves and trees, parks and bridges, ponds and zoos, and the sounds of nights and bees and boys. The verse “and days, I remember days, or at least I try. But as years go by, they’re sort of a haze” contains a bittersweet longing for simpler times, and the realization that memories are fleeting.


The final repeated refrain of “sky, sky, sky” emphasizes the importance of these childhood memories, particularly the clear blue sky. The song suggests that the beauty and simplicity of these memories are worth cherishing, even if they become cloudy or uncertain over time.


Line by Line Meaning

I remember sky
The singer has a recollection of the sky.


It was blue as ink
The sky was a deep shade of blue.


Or at least I think I remember sky
The singer is uncertain if their memory of the sky is accurate.


I remember snow
The artist has a memory of snow.


Soft as feathers, sharp as thumb tacks coming down like lint
The snow was both soft and sharp, and fell lightly like lint.


And it made you squint when the wind would blow
The snow made the singer squint when the wind was blowing.


And ice like vinyl on the streets
The ice on the street was hard and shiny like vinyl.


Cold as silver, white as sheets
The ice was extremely cold and white like sheets.


Rain like strings and changing things like leaves
The rain was like strings falling from the sky and caused things to change like leaves do.


I remember leaves
The artist remembers leaves.


Green as spearmint, crisp as paper
The leaves were a vibrant green color and had a crisp texture like paper.


I remember trees
The artist remembers trees.


Bare as coat racks, spread like broken umbrellas
The trees were bare like coat racks and had branches that spread out like broken umbrellas.


And parks and bridges, ponds and zoos
The singer remembers parks, bridges, ponds, and zoos.


Ruddy faces, muddy shoes
The people in the parks had reddish faces and muddy shoes.


And nights and noise and bees and boys
The artist remembers nights, noise, bees, and boys.


And days
The artist remembers days.


I remember days
The singer has a recollection of days.


Or at least I try
The singer may be struggling to remember the days.


But as years go by, they're a sort of haze
As time passes, the memories become fuzzy and unclear.


And the bluest ink isn't really sky
The deepest shade of blue, even in ink, cannot accurately represent the sky.


And at times I think I would gladly die
The artist longs to experience a beautiful day again so much that death seems preferable to not experiencing it.


For a day of sky
The singer yearns for a beautiful day with clear and bright blue skies.


Sky, sky, sky
The artist repeats the word 'sky' as a way to emphasize their longing for it.




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Written by: STEPHEN SONDHEIM

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@MegaWillyxxx

I can't believe it ...I heard this song ONCE in the early 70's on a radio station but got no name or details about it - er, ah.. I was slightly drunk ..but never forgot it. Looked for it a zillion times over the years without success but now 45+ years later...here it is! My life is fulfilled.

@lornajones6119

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@Nicole-kx9vg

FULL-Circle. 🎶🎶🎶🎶

@marcelapontes7033

Yeahh, felt hapiness for you here!!! I can imagine the feeling

@saryratha

Willy Smith - never know..... what life has in front of us all... as fuckup as it’s been, good song inspired and help to go on maybe even just another day..... lord, give me a rewind button, pls.....

@amandamilo3454

Wow!

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@cloudydays6277

Found this gem from Harry & Megan documentary. Thanks guys cos never heard of this gorgeous song or woman before

@gingermongreig2931

Just heard this at the end of lessons in chemistry and I knew it was her right away !and had to look her up and hear it just one more time. Love y’a Nancy

@IThinkICare

I lived in this part of the world for 3 decades but it took Lessons in Chemistry to lead to this gem. There were more good music in the show but this really got my attention. I don't mind she slowing it down but I do prefer the record version. The show is good too.

@robinfarina2966

Me too!

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