Song Description
The life of a songwriter
Song Length |
3:38 |
Genre |
Folk - Country, Country - Americana |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Cool, Moving |
Subject |
Existence, Stardom |
Similar Artists |
Willie Nelson, Miley Cyrus |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
The Collector
Copyright © 2007 David Baumgarten
BPM: 88 Key: D major
[Verse 1]
I add my smoke to the fog,
A hundred songs, none feel strong.
They rise and fade like mist at dawn,
Another tune and then it's gone.
[Verse 2]
Yes, I am the collector,
My Blue jean pockets deep and torn.
Pipes and rings and old love letters,
Memories kept but never long-worn.
[Chorus]
Oh, you can follow, if you dare through the midnight wind, through and a hollow air.
By the sweet scent of Virginia strong, a bit of smoke and yet another song.
[Verse 3]
I've walked through towns where time stood still,
Left my name on windowsills.
Some doors closed, some stayed wide,
Some held spirits never died.
[Chorus]
Oh, you can follow, if you dare through the midnight wind, through and a hollow air.
By the sweet scent of Virginia strong, a bit of smoke... and yet another
song.
[Bridge - Soft & Reflective]
I can't write 'em down, no, I just hum 'em low,
The leaves falling down say where they, need to go.
Some crush to dust, some light a fire,
Some fade away, some sing higher.
[Final Chorus - Slow, Wistful]
Oh, you can follow, if you dare,
Through the midnight wind and a, hollow air.
By the sweet scent of a Virginia strong,
a bit of smoke... and yet another song.
And I'll collect these memories just to make, to make another song.
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