Thursday 27 March 2008

Change of Pace

K, so this blog isn't really working out to the best, so I've decided to change the pace. this blog will now be dedicated to certain meanderings, song pieces, and songs. and to start things off right, I'll put up a song that my friend and I wrote together, just out of a blue-hazy-disarronno laced fog.

Some Random Guy
It's nine o clock, Tuesday night
the bar is as dead as the air
a singular gentleman walks up to the stage
to take up his place on the chair
slowly he turns on the microphone
and picks up a ratty guitar
his cheap-gin infused voice floats over the speakers,
and slowly it fills up the bar

And he sings about moonlight, He sings about love
to the twenty-some people there
and He sings about life, and He sings about loss,
but no one seems to care
He's just some random guy on a chair

Now he knows that he's got half an hour
to lay out his soul tarred and bare
so he strums his first chord, to the audience who's bored,
and he sings about people who dare
to fight to the death for their loved ones,
or drink a mickey of gin when they leave
and the sad part is that this is where the man's at
when he sings his heart out on his sleeve,

And He sings about moonlight, He sings about love
to the twenty-some people there
And He sings about life and He sings about loss,
But no one seems to care
He's just some random guy on a chair

It's ten o clock, Tuesday night
the Bar is as dead as the air "