A Song From Under The Floorboards

From the album: Graffiti Soul

Lyrics

I am angry, I am ill and I’m as ugly as sin.
My irritability keeps me alive and kicking.
I know the meaning of life, it doesn’t help me a bit.
I know beauty and I know a good thing when I see it.

This is a song from under the floorboards.
This is a song from where the wall is cracked.
My force of habit, I am an insect,
I have to confess I’m proud as hell of that fact.

I know the highest and the best,
I accord them all due respect.
But the brightest jewel inside of me,
Glows with pleasure at my own stupidity.

This is a song …

I used to make phantoms I could later chase,
Images of all that could be desired.
Then I got tired of counting all of these blessings,
And then I just got tired.

This is a song …

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