Drum-Banger: Muse Outside the Drum
Verse 3:
I know you tried to
Deliberately hurt me
I just knew you knew
That you gave me inescapable, incredible insanity
Shattered and torn apart
Trapped, I cannot simply depart
Pre-chorus:
I would be delighted
If you would free my sadness
And chase it down all away…today…
Muse outside the drum
Get me out of this broken, boredom kingdom
I would be relieved
To see you smile with happiness
And chase away the pain of dismay
And make it gladly numb
What have I become? Useless and dumb?
Chorus:
Today, could you mend me?
Today, would you lessen my anger?
Today, should you listen clearly?
Today, it looks like you’ve become a banger
On the drums of becoming numb
On the keyboard of being bored
On the guitar strings of delirium
Holding up the trombone of overcoming…
Tribulations unlike some…unlike some…
(sound the trumpets…blow away the regrets)
Oh oh ah ah hmmmm…
Oooh no, no, no, uhh duh dum
Verse 4:
Hoped to be truly free
From this rope remedy
Cut me all the way down
Lift me up somehow
Sear away this torture town
And its agonizing sorrow
Waved farewell to you forever…
Leave…zero in on my middle finger…
Pre-chorus (changed):
Shatter it to shards and do throw it all out
Instead of shouting and complaining about
I would be so damn delighted
If you would free my sadness
And chase down the inner dread
That’s like gravity, weighing us down more or less
Hope you see that you’re not the only one
In this world of woe and chaotic everyone
Chorus:
Today, could you mend me?
Today, would you lessen my anger?
Today, should you listen clearly?
Today, it looks like you’ve become a banger
On the drums of becoming numb
On the keyboard of being bored
On the guitar strings of delirium
Holding up the flute of overcoming…
Tribulations unlike some…unlike some…
(play the therapeutic music of the flute – let’s!)
Oh oh ah ah hmmmm…
Oooh no, no, no, uhh duh dum
Rap-bridge:
Need a lift from being below 24/7
In your arms is a hell and a heaven
Here’s a string-wrapped gift
To higher your lowest low
A gigantic push and an uplift
There's thick kindness to show
Kill them with kindness,
But lean on not feeling less
Than humans should, daily, feel
Deep down, you are a big deal
It’s hard to make progress
In this misery-kinda mess
But, you sorta get it by now
Don’t know how somehow
High my lows
Lower not my highs
Shiny sun glows
Let dry the goodbyes
And drown out your lies
Your lies of letting me go
When, in fact, you didn’t though
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2018
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