Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Non-Functional Harmony, artist - East Of The Wall. Album song NP-Complete, in the genre Date of issue: 28.03.2019
Record label: Translation Loss
Song language: English
Non-Functional Harmony |
| Invite you in. Sit back, at the bar stool |
| A few down, it’s stiller than planned |
| And most of us shy |
| There’s a drop and refrain |
| Sharp words, harsh beliefs |
| A few songs down |
| I’m wearied and I recant |
| And the singer’s soft-spoken |
| Still cunning but empty |
| It’s enough to be hurt |
| A thumb in the wound |
| I should just walk and let it all glance by |
| In rhyme, rolling mantras calling on |
| Each time, with the stanzas' falling hum |
| Heaven knows my dirge |
| I’ve sighed and crooned each verse |
| It’s over, and played out |
| I’ll take my hat and bow |
| And the singers have spoken |
| Grown cutting and angry |
| It’s the goal to be heard |
| A thought from the wound |
| So I should comply, or think it over? |
| I’m running away? |
| No faith in this room |
| I should just balk and let it all slip by |
| Some in seven, some in nine |
| Crossed words |
| Some rhymes won’t work |
| Spite, emboldened yet trite |
| I’m weighed and lopsided |
| You cannot be hiding enough |
| I tried, time and every time |
| Gave up and I’m fried |
| Now retired, I gave enough |
| The song’s healing nostalgia soured |
| Now it’s merely maudlin |
| My sole tenor is drowned out |
| This din grew dischord. |
| I’m bowing out |
| So no hesitation, swift on our way |
| Or you’re drowned out |
| No reservations, no encore to play |
| I’m bowing out |