A Minor Acoustic

Lyrics

Intro

I don’t know anything I thought I knew… It’s like my life was stuck
in A Minor or something…

Instrumental——–Pick up main———————————————————-

Verse One:

I spend most of my time filling the holes in my head. Sitting in this
cell thinking about the life I’ve led. It’s all free food and
therapy, but I may as well pay for something I can see…

This room has a view but all I really wanna do is talk to you… It’s been
so long… How could that be wrong?

(spoken)

Everything we had was based on sex money and lies. When you left you took it
all… Nothing to keep but alibis…

Bridge One:

What I kept don’t amount to much, but I was never fixed in this world
anyway… I’m just sitting here waiting on a bus for the next… May
as well take my time, I got… Plenty of it… Sometimes it runs
late… But I ain’t entertaining offers while I wait.

Hook One:

I could never tell you nothin’ real. It was all about me all of the
time.

It was easier to hide the way I feel, like you were talking on my dime.

I used to believe it was easier to hold it all inside…

I never gave you anything… And I know how hard you tried…

Instrumental———————–Into
Verse Two——————————————

Verse Two:

(spoken)

I Just want to make this right before I go. Pay my bill or at least knock it
down, I don’t know. I wish I could set you free from what I’ve done,
but I figured it out, you ain’t the only one…

(sung)

That bus is still running behind and sometimes I get so tired of standing here
looking stupid…

(spoken)

What the hell am I hoping to find… Anyway…

Bridge Two:

(sung)

Thought about hoping a train… Getting there quicker… But thinking like
that only makes me sicker… It’s like my life is stuck in A Minor or
something… I don’t know what to do about it, but I know I gotta do
something…

Hook Two:

So maybe I could tell you something real… It’s a hell of a deal…

But I can’t hide myself inside. I need something to call mine…

If we never really had it, what was it we pretended?

Was it over long before us or only started once it ended?

Instrumental———–Finger picked back to Verse Structure———————–

Verse Three:

Anyway, I just had to write this out… Learn to walk
before I fall again. I’ve been working on living, cleaning up some of
this sin, but I don’t know… What’s the use in being me if what I
was is all you see? Where’s the good in change if the world’s still
strange? It’s like I’m still stuck in A Minor or something… I don’t
know what to do about it, but I know I’ve got to do something.

Bridge Three:

Can’t stand up… Keep falling down… And the little ball keeps spinning around

Livin’ my life in blue… …
…

Tell me what I can do…?

Hook Three:

But I could never tell you nothin’ real… And I ain’t sayin’ nothin new…

It was easier to hide the way I feel… Can you see it the same way too?

If we never really had it, what was it you pretended…

Tell me, how long will it be ’til this broken life is ended…?

Xtro:

I don’t know anything I thought I knew… I don’t know… I don’t know
anything I thought I knew…

Instrumental———-Finger
picked to stop————————————————-

Principal Chords:

Written In C Major Played from A Minor. Instrumental piece…

Am= Am – A4th – Am – A9th +7^th – Am = 8 beats

Dm= Dm – D4th – Dm – D9th +7^th -Dm = 8 beats

Intro/Xtro

Am G Dm F Fma7th Am G Dm Am Dm Am

Verse

Dm Am Dm Am

Bridge

C G Dm F Fma7th C G Am F FMa7th C G Am F FMa7th C G Am F Fma7th C

Hook

G Am F FMa7th C G Am F Fma7th Am G Dm

Or
Alt

C G Dm F Fma7th C G Dm F Fma7th C G Am F Fma7th Am

Why I Wrote It:

This is the first song I ever wrote. It was written at Clinton Correctional
Facility Annex around October 1^st 2006.

I was teaching a music class and one of the students thought we should
write our own songs to perform at the coming Christmas show. I was
reluctant but once I got going enthusiastic. As it turned out I was
the only one who actually wrote a song, and the only one who actually
performed. Since then I haven’t stopped writing. Over one thousand
sets of Lyrics, not all good, but several that I like, and over
eighteen manuscripts, some fiction some non fiction, three plays six
or seven journals. It was like unlocking a door that had been closed
for over thirty five years at that point. It just came out.

I have about a hundred songs that I really like. They will end up in this
database over the next few years. I’ll begin publishing the
manuscripts in just a few months. I’m starting with a series.

This song is about my life before prison. What changed inside of me in prison
because of the people I came in contact with, and because I was tired
of being me. Also I was sober. Something I had not been for over
thirty years at the time I came to prison in 2002. There is music for
these lyrics. I’m writing this in October of 2012 as a free man after
ten years in prison.

Yes it’s very long, about nine to eleven minuets depending on the
instrumentals. It should be here somewhere recorded as should the
sheet music…

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