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The Midnight WriterThe Midnight WriterThe Midnight Writer2 weeks ago in Songs & Lyrics
Well, I got one more line to write,
And I’m bound to keep on writin’,
So, I gotta hurry so I don’t have to hide,
But I’m not gonna let ‘em catch the midnight writer,
‘Cause this is the time when ideas tend to strike most often,
And the midnight writer writes what he wants when he wants,
No matter the time of day, so if I feel like writing about the Allman Brothers,
I will ‘cause that’s how I roll; I know my brain is full of ideas, the amount is abundant
But I also know not to be found out by my mother, father or sister,
So, I write this in the dark and begin to strain my eyes,
‘Cause I don’t want the lights nor the sound of mumbles to wake ‘em
I’ve got one last good pencil and I’m gonna write with all my might,
Write with all that I’ve got and once I hear that door creak,
I’m gonna tuck my notebook underneath my covers,
And cover my head with my blankets an
LiveSome people think that life is leading toLive2 weeks ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A point that ev'ry person comes to face,
A crip'ling force upon the human race;
That Father Time decided to produce
An obstacle we can not move right through,
A deadline, so that now we move apace.
A bounty many of us are to chase:
To never die within the works we do.
But life is meant for living, but of course,
So we enjoy the memories we make.
To live our lives out as they should be lived,
Draw happiness directly from the source,
And reminisce it all for old time's sake.
That is all of the the aid that I could give.
Friend[CHORUS]Friend2 days ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
It seems that I don't know how to be a friend
It seems that I don't know how to be a friend
[VERSE 1]
I try to show you
But it always falls out of place
Can't trace
These tears that land on my face
That show I know nothing at all
With this
Social withdrawl
And I crawl
No need or purpose to
Call my own my own
Can't own
Up to the fact
That I can't retract
What I said or did
[CHORUS]
It seems that I don't know how to be a friend
It seems that I don't know how to be a friend
[VERSE 2]
A laugh
A gasp
A crack of words that escape
And replace
Any emotions I foolishly
Create
My mistake
I mistook my words
For ones friends make
(Instrumental Solo)
[BRIDGE]
But they're saying that it will all work out in the end
But they're saying that it will all work out in the end
Work out in the end (Work out in the end)
Work out in the end (Work out in the end)
Work out in the end (Work out in the end)
My friend (Work out in the end)
[CHORUS]
It seems that I don't know how to be a friend (I'm gettin
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