30 and still longing

Just a draft I wrote tonight...

Song of longing

19th September 2014

I still daydream of writing songs

But wonder what hasn't been done

Those 3-4 chords come back again

To hit me with my lack again...

I still daydream of penning words

But brush it off, 'cause they'll stay unheard.

It's been a while that all the names

That struck a chord with us got fame,

And left it written in their blood...

What do lyrics matter anymore?

They ring inside our ears as we walk out the door,

But to think about them, you're a bore

Just keep them lines hidden somewhere sure...

I still daydream of touching hearts

With my broken voice and cheap guitar

I'll be second rate at best

But why care about the rest?

I can still offer something more

Than the voices that you've heard before

My song's waveringly sure

You might hum it out the door

Can I give you something more?