Courting the Muse

Duration

5:38

Genres

Ambient/Chill

Lyrics

I almost think of you, as a real person with imperfections and not just, my source of inspiration. I’m singing, in my head, writing a song. I’m patient for it to once again come along, like when we, used to hang out it coffee shops and you’d sit, and watch me play, and I’d sing, for everyone in the room but only for you and I’d bring, what I felt that day. Oh I’ve, waited all this time. I want to know you, but I never really tried, to show you, what was on my mind and of course, I’ve waited for this day. I rehearsed, I practiced what I’d say to you. I go shopping alone, at the language megastore. I’m searching, for effective metaphors. I buy some, that are on sale, right off the rack. I return them, because they look like everyone else. We all know, everything’s temporary, but that doesn’t mean, it’s meaningless. You visit me, you tell me to follow my bliss. As we’re talking, I want to kiss your lips. Oh I’ve, waited all this time. I want to know you, but I never really tried, to show you, what was on my mind and of course, I’ve waited for this day. I rehearsed, I practiced what I’d say to you, the muse. I wanted to tell you. I wanted to tell you all along. I wanted to tell you. I tried to tell you in the song.