Grand Little Symphony
Evan Alexander Moore
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Throw it in the trash It's like all your idols took a shit on your work Well I write too much, no I write too little Either way, I'm songwriting's whore I've searched every filing cabinet in my mind Just to find something pure Goddammit, after all this torture For every sure song that I write, I'm still so unsure The woman with a glitter strung instrument She said baby don't get tricked The man on the high mountain with a joint in his hand Asked me to explain, so I said this I know that's a strange little melody But I sing, like I broke my jaw I know that's an odd little simile But lately, I've been tryin' so hard I saw a man play a grand little symphony And all he had was a guitar Painting on stage his newest masterpiece So, I left with the door ajar, I left it ajar It's not on the road, it's in the woods or out on the road Every corner has been explored Oh I'm runnin', and I'm runnin, and I'm running But there ain't no shelter from the- F*ck... shit Well I get drunk, I try to write But when I write, No I can't write a letter And I have not touched a pencil in days Cause the posters on my wall did better Dearest Evangeline, she held me in a corner store She asked me, what's the matter my dear I told her all is fine, in the eastern cities As I buy a 12 pack of beer Then God he spoke to me, at least that's what he said Or maybe it was the intercom He said, "my son tell me bout that song you wrote" When I showed him, he didn't respond I know it's a strange little melody Cause I sing, like I broke my jaw I know that's an odd little simile But lately I've been trying so hard I saw a man play, a grand little symphony All he had was his guitar Painting on stage his newest masterpiece So I left with the door ajar, I left it ajar I remember in first grade, walking up to my art teacher I believe her name was Ms. Lehman I showed her a painting I made for class It was of a village built into the mountains And you know, I was never good at recognizing emotion But I could tell she must've been impressed, cause uh She took that little pastel masterpiece and put into a painting contest And I got ribbon out of it Ever since then, no I haven't painted much I knew it'd never feel the same Every dream shot out of the sky, cause I know it's just gonna decay Now I'm older, I've become a folder For unwritten checks and unfinished projects Picked up a guitar, with one hope That I'd finally finish something yet I know it's a strange little melody Cause I sing, like I broke my jaw I know that's an odd little simile But lately I've been trying so hard I saw a man play, a grand little symphony All he had was his guitar Painting on stage his newest masterpiece So I left with the door ajar Tried to call a car But home for me was much too far As the rain breaks down the reservoir I stumbled back into that shanty bar And watched the stage fill up with super stars And I tried to write from the start Man, life is bizarre
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