Almost the song that never was
Fighting for a world's applause
Grasping at elusive straws
Of pretty is as pretty does
Drafty barrooms took their toll
Manic darlings on a roll
Dabble in the grim and gold
Until you shown in my behold
Grafted to a tree of life
Still in lonely beggar's strife
Until days forgot the night
Beneath blindness rose the sight
And so you touched me
Music to my empty words
Bringing warm September memories
Heart of whispers never heard
In the bask of indignation
You gave me the rope to hold
Daggers drained of low intention
Simple strains, our song unfolds
I walked in songs that had no sound
Was trampled on my hallowed ground
But in your arms my love was found
Becoming human till I drown
Wafting through oblivion
Before the fragrance of the sun
Reality, not wagging tongue
Honesty in brightness hung
And so you touched me
Music to my empty words
Bringing warm September memories
Heart of whispers never heard
In the bask of indignation
You gave me the rope to hold
Daggers drained of low intention
Simple strains, our song unfolds
Almost the song that never was
Fighting for a world's applause
Grasping at elusive straws
Of pretty is as pretty does
Star upon my darkest day
Breathed in me a dancer's sway
Can't stop loving you today
You music sings the words I say
Guitars sitting side by side
Strumming bass or treble slide
Into darkness, onto light
Tempting melody of flight
And so you touched me
Music to my empty words
Bringing warm September memories
Heart of whispers never heard
In the bask of indignation
You gave me the rope to hold
Daggers drained of low intention
Simple strains, our song unfolds.