ten foot pole - the quest lyrics
watching old home movies, the seeds so evident
little did i know back then what my tapping fingers meant
a compulsive urge to hum a tune, to touch a piano key
in every sound and rhythmscape, i found a piece of me
the picture began to become more clear,
my purpose more firmly grounded
the day i sat at my brother’s drums,
picked up his sticks and pounded
i felt the ceiling open up, heart and mind were lifted
this primal force convincing me, my goals in life had shifted
then i learned a few guitar chords just to seal the deal
the power of music i could not ignore, the surge inside
me real
i plucked away at misfits’ tapes ’til i could play along
then came the happiest day i’ve known- when i wrote my first song
a few interruptions since, i’m back where i belong-
pen and paper, sticks and strings, the quest for the
perfect song
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