"lonely"
(Doak Snead © 1991)
Down a Backroad busy sleepy hollow
A leader born was led to follow
Lonely, lonely
with a fragile heart he grew up wild
He learned quick the truth
he learned that youth beguiles
the Lonely, the lonely
simple reasons, simple rhymes
chase your dreams before you die !
So on a sunrise freight to Tinsel Town
he started out late then the sun went down
Lonely, lonely
For if a man stays close he can’t count the miles
he either lives his lies or else he reconciles
with Lonely, lonely
Too much time, too few years
Afraid of faith afraid of fear!
Well, cafe crumbs and a cardboard house
are like TV and Keats with the fuse blown out
Man, that’s Lonely, lonely
Life’s a ticking clock and little else
Where you must learn to die and not kill yourself
Being Lonely, lonely
The hours fly, the cuckoo cries
Chase your dreams
Before you die!!
Rumours in mouths they run the mill
so with mailbox gold his empty pockets filled
Lonely, lonely
in a fast red car with a stream-lined girl
before sets of swine he cast his pearls
Lonely, lonely
His friends in corners his ghosts in halls
He backed his chair against the wall
So the old impasse he faced at last
It’s either set in stone or the die is cast
Lonely, lonely
For while the coffee’s hot the talk is cold
Man, there’s nothing new
And, boy, it’s getting old
Lonely, lonely
Simple reasons, simple rhymes
Chased by dreams that never die!
Down a Backroad busy sleepy hollow
a leader born was led to follow
© Doak Snead 2001-2017