| I try and find a key so I can sing or say
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| A little of my peace in a subtle way
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| This guitar I can barely play
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| Yet I still strum along
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| And I yearn to hear your thoughts
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| Maybe a little praise
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| At first that’s what I got
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| But it never seems to stay
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| And for a time I kept it caged just to let it go
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| I thought I’d come such a long way
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| I thought I’d broken some brand new ground
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| But still I live with the same fate
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| Again and again, year after year
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| And I’d be pleased with just your company
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| Stuck to the walls in here just hanging around
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| Until we feel there’s nothing more to see
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| We’ll get the hell out of here
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| I knew that all the while you tried to stay the same
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| Same hair, same scent, same smile
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| And when it came time, you loved the change
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| And you embraced it so For now we’ll drive this lathe and with an honest try
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| We’ll go against the grain
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| And I think we’ll find it’s best that you and I have changed
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| And we’ll just let it show
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| Oh god we’ll let 'em know |