Write What You Know

Write What You Know
V1:
Room is dark except for the light
That sweeps over my guitar as I
Sit alone with a pen in my hand
Waiting for the sparks to turn up again
You can't chase a song like a woman I know
So I keep suiting up just so I can show
That i'm here for the muse any moment she chooses To bless me once more with window straight through To the heart of the matter, to the truth of the thing
Or at least as close as a man like me can hope to sing
Chorus:
They say write what you know
what I know is lonely
What is know is I’m missing you tonight I know that lonely
Is the only word that feels right
V2:
I wrote a song called "i miss you" and then one called "she's gone" And half a dozen versions of "can't carry on"
There's no light in the writing and no joy when it's done
Just a feeling that I might say it better in the next one
it's the same old story and the same three chords
And the icy feeling I was better off before
I was left all alone to my own sad devices and
It's a hell of a thing to be left back behind
A hell of a thing to be left back behind
Chorus
The room is dark except for the light
That sweeps over my guitar as I
Sit alone, trying again
to fill up a page with all that I am
And all that I’ve thought and all that I’ve seen my eyes are wide (but) it’s the darkness I need That’s always provided the tune when I waited And gave it my all but also did nothing
But listen to heart and wood and strings
Patient, not passive, waiting, not asking, but here all the same
Chorus