Music: Everyman

Since I have the necessary toys and my attempts at an internet-based band have failed, I think I’ll start posting some of my songs here now and then.

It’s super raw, since I have no idea how sound engineering works. Words, music, everything by me.

Lyrics:

He’s huddled in his coat.
He barely even speaks,
but he’s standing on the corner
with the Jesus freaks
as if to say, you know it’s true
you know that I’m like you.

Sundays he’s in church
but Monday’s in a bar,
chatting to the pool cues
and the man with the guitar
as if to say, you know it’s true
you know that I’m like you.

Tuesdays he’s at work
putting creatures in a cage.
Sweating like a young man,
you can barely tell his age.
He tells them: you know it’s true
you know that I’m like you.

Well, he used to have a wife,
but he lost her to divorce.
He says he’s just a loner
and the people smile, of course
and yet the thought
it pierces through: they’re thinking
‘I’m like you.’

He’s got a lover now,
but he craves somebody new.
He’s had his fill of tuna,
but the starfish are so few.
And yet, you know it’s true:
In that way he’s like you.

He looks at others’ lives:
The honest and untrue.
He looks at each in turn
and then he looks at us all too.
And then he says
‘You know it’s true.

You know that I am you.’

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