The other day a mutual friend made a comment about the loss of good people. I responded "nothing good goes unshattered". That phrase stuck in my craw for two days . This morning as the rain fell again at 46degrees and only the espresso seemed to make me smile I wrote this out. On paper it seemed like a a Springsteen "brilliant disguise" type of tune. Then I picked up my old Gibson to find a key and write a melody, and it suddenly changed as I began to play here. I like to record the first ideas on songs so I have them to go back to. Now with simple macbooks and the advent of Youtube bad video production, we're all used to things sounding this way.
SOUL MAN
Seems Nothing Good Goes Unshattered,
every piece of silk wears worn and tattered
aint nothing on this earth that lasts forever,
but your soul man.
All your favorite toys will be broken
all your part time lovers will leave unspoken
There aint nothing on this earth that lasts forever
but your soul man
Runnin in circles goin no where fast
lookin for some light on some darkened path
You may be shiny and bright and catch some eyes
but you aint no angel in disquise
but you aint no angel in disquise
just another soul man,and you’re looking for love.
All my papers framed in degrees,
won't impress anyone smarter than me.
and there aint no job to fulfill your soul,
in this life man
Runnin in circles goin no where fast
like a click clack train on a basement track
every things real in a fantasy world
till you wake up and in an empty bed,.
and you're just another soul man,
looking for love.
BR) Slow down, close your eyes and breathe
listen, to what the silence brings... to your soul man.
High end whiskey and high end scotch
hell, high end anything that you got
there just a high end bandaid for a troubled spot
in your soul man
Running in circles on an oval track
tryin to beat somebody climbing on your back
that inside lane looks like good ole crack,
till it takes you out on the wall,
but it's your soul man,
looking for good times,
It's your soul man,
looking for love.
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