Journey to a Love Song

Well, it is what it is. Enjoy!

 

I hid my heart in hot Miami

Under a bridge in a hobo's care

Nobody's going looking there

 

I can no longer hurt

I can no longer dream

Light up a cigarette and smile through shades

I'm way too cool to care these days

Need a new place to live

Need a new place to die

Converse with pavement and make love to ghosts

I'm way too cool to overdose

 

Hid my soul in old New Orleans

Down in the quarter with Jean Lafitte

Lost in the shuffle of Bourbon Street

 

I can no longer sing

I can no longer play

Pull up my collar and defy the cold

I’m way too young to feel this old

Need a new place to pray

Need a new place to curse

So I’ll catch a ride south in a semi truck

I’m way to free to be this stuck

 

I’ll buy my heart back with a Mickey’s quart,

I’ll pick up my soul at the N.O. Port

Catch a tug headed up the Muddy Ole Miss

Then ride due east on my thumbs and fists

 

When I get back I’ll sing you a love song.

Reviews

[Alexander]

This is way cool. I agree with the lyric statements. It's a fun piece, but with a darker edge. Nice.
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[.s h a d o w s i n s t ..]

Definitely songy. I like it. Would make great lyrics.

[Kevin Vorshak]

Really well written, Xanthar. It reads like song lyrics with a good tempo. Thanks for sharing.