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Don't Say A Word
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There is a power in simplicity and this one offers truth in that. This quiet little gem is, in my mind, a complete masterpiece.
songwriter acoustic kansas singersongwriter midwest
Intelligent lyrics wrapped in dripping wet melodies. Been descibed as music you've always wanted to hear but never had the chance to.
To quote a bit of Shakespeare, "A life mended is but patched". The sutures split and the life drains from the wound. Once healed, the scar remains as a reminder of the pain. These are my scars. These are my thoughts, ideas, and wisdom I have gained along the way. The twisted raised surface of a life torn and mended and torn again. This is my collagen, my bandages, and all that lies beneath. It's been years since I have visited this page. I should be working to remedy that soon. The degree is in the bag--at least most of it--and the music can now resurface. Over the course of the next few months I will be going back to work on the Lethologica album. At this conjuncture, the tracks look like they'll be a lot more complete and complex (and possibly more eclectic) than the work I have done in the past. I am also hoping for a bit more congruence of sound--one of my biggest concerns with the last two albums. As the songs come together I will be uploading them for your perusal. Those of you who have been waiting for something new, I apologize for my absence. For the rest of you, I apologize for my return.
Song Info
Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Rock
Charts
Peak #84
Peak in subgenre #12
Author
Timothy Goss
Rights
2003 angryclown music
Uploaded
November 18, 2006
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MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 3:05
Story behind the song
I was in the midst of a financial tragedy and had to pawn my guitar for a time and had to resort to using a ten-dollar classical guitar for my musical needs. It only had four strings (all of which were dead) and the seams were splitting. The sound was awful but I managed to work with it anyway--proof that the musical spirit can overcome any obstacle. I wrote and recorded this song on that guitar and, in doing so, I learned that the value of a song has little to do with the instruments by which it is performed.
Lyrics
I could talk all night, If I thought that you might understand, But if I only mouthed the words, what difference would it make anymore? You can lie there on the sofa and swear it doesn’t hurt, Bite back the tears and let them trickle down your throat for all I care, It won’t make a difference, It won’t change a single thing at all, You can spend the hours contemplating who’s to blame, Scribble out the pages where you scrawled out my name, If it makes it easier on you. You can bury yourself in introspect of just where we went wrong Hold your breath for an eternity turn your back to the wall for all I care It won’t make a difference, It won’t change a single thing at all It won’t make a difference It won’t change a single thing at all But don’t say a word Don’t make a sound Cause that might be the one thing that could save us now Don’t say a word don’t you dare turn around Cause that might be reason enough to keep trying And I don’t know why I don’t know why you’re not trying You’re not trying
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