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The Loneliness of the Songwriter

by Len

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Alone with the rhythm Alone with the bass Alone with the music The passion and grace Alone with the silence Primordial beat of creation We’re gonna move it all up Shake it all down We gonna jump together with our feet off the ground and we fly in the air like we just don’t care we leave our troubles behind and gonna make love tonight The songwriter dwells in the corners of the mind chasing the words he’s not able to find but words find their way and do come around they groove on delay when embracing the sound
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I don’t know why I’m feeling this way a burning lust to come out and play the music flows and the melody grows the troubadour ‘s alba at the dawn of day When a cool breeze calls the sun to rise, I sense the air of Paradise Timeless words the troubadour wrote while he sang his songs of love devote Under your spell Heaven and hell Down in the well Rising in swell When the night departs from the morning gate Can you still recall the serenade the troubadour sang while the night began now the melody lingers a twist of fate Under your spell Heaven and hell Down in the well Rising in swell
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Will you ever go down into the town where the angels would kneel down and cry and tell the stories of the great wonder why The angel said: When you walk on the road of life you can see tears rolling by you feel sorrow and you feel joy Thousand mountains you climb never reaching your aim you're waiting for something for something that won't come Black waves of raging water will throw you ashore and the hazy dew of newer mornings will call out for more like a torch you will light up for a while you'll glow but you fade, fade away into the dark end of the day
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I see some shapes around when my brain is thinking of nothing but a shiny dew and than you bang against my mind there must be something to find before it’s found… so don’t throw your soul away on this shady day take my breath away while i’m locked inside your walls and your time these minutes between christmas eve and halloween such a pretty way you’ve build these walls of fire.. like mountains so great a translucent state there is no time to wait to climb your wall look out don’t fall no reason to scream i’m just hanging on a dream
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When I feel the lightning wanna strike me today and rains of confusion are coming my way I will be running find a place to hide on the slippery roads I try to stride I gotta keep on going along the way I gotta keep on running and catch a lightning ray And I see a shelter for the thunder and rain but when I'm getting closer I feel linked to a chain And I start to wonder what's this all about am I alone here yet chained to the crowd? And all things down are they like above? I know... I am I guess that's enough I gotta keep on going along the way I gotta keep on running and catch a lightning ray
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I got the blues, I got my shoes I got a muse and nothing to lose carry my guitar on my back I pick a flower on the lonesome track the troubadour writes. the troubadour sings about dirty angels losing their wings the troubadour dives into the sea riding the waves….on a desert tree and I’m going round and round feel the rhythm hear the sound a place for noble man to go into the alleys of the soul into the gutters of the mind into the dawn…. that was left behind I got the blues. i got my shoes I got a muse and nothing to lose carry my guitar on my back I travel the roads….and don’t look back and I’m going round and round feel the rhythm hear the sound
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The music man thinks of the place where the muse had passed with so much grace was it real or was it a dream? sometimes things are not what they seem one thing he learned from the days when the whirlwinds held him in their sways music is the language of the soul there is no escape from the whole and if you trod along the road take a look at the inner side discover the path to the mystery that you hide and open your heart for the gods favorite art music listen to the music feel the music... and the siren sang music man play the music while you can
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released June 6, 2019

all songs written, performed and recorded by Len

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I write songs that I record in my little home studio. I catch grooves on which melodies grow and express a kind of magic realism in my lyrics.

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