John T. Wurzer - Keepsakes

If you walk through the living rooms of those living dead
Watch out for the glassware that shatters instead
Instead of lighting the way with sparkling array
Those dead living rooms are much darker today

Littered with keepsakes and feelings that flow
Cheap instrumentals and passion below
Into the soft night, quite accidental
Littered with keepsakes and cheap instrumentals

Don't try to be clever, too hard or too long
You'll find that you never write the right song
No it isn't the wit and it isn't the rhymes
It's more how it speaks of your heart and hard times

Littered with keepsakes and feelings that flow
Cheap instrumentals and passion below
Into the soft night, quite accidental
Littered with keepsakes and cheap instrumentals

If time's being hard and your song's being thin
And you can't find the rhythm to drive you or spin
Like a carnival cage on a ride meant to thrill
Imagine a banjo camped out at the still

Littered with keepsakes and feelings that flow
Cheap instrumentals and passion below
Into the soft night, quite accidental
Littered with keepsakes and cheap instrumentals

Written by:
John Wurzer

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