[1.]
an empty paper in front of me
and the pen that is supposed be
the link between
my thoughs and the written word
[2.]
i always believed that i could write
about anything
but i am always wrong somehow
[3].
wrong somehow
and i can't find a way
to release the poetry i hide
in the closet deep inside
[4.]
and why do you hear these words
whwn i have nothing to say
i am only trying to complete this song
[5.]
so you can see
see that i don't know
that i don't know
the way to find the words
i'm given time
time to find a rhyme
but all i do is write these empty lines
though i wish that i could....
[music and lyrics written by dan swano.]
[dan swano: lead vocals, all guitars, upright piano, bass, e-bow]
[benny larsson: drums]
[anders mareby: cello] |