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The Tavern
By David
Ah, a beautiful place.
It is so lush and quiet in walls.
It's a place where the sound stands a chance of finding its way.
And I'm grateful 'cause, man, there are a lot of that's just really hard.
The sound stand a chance.
A lot of times a gig that's between somewhere and somewhere else.
You really wouldn't go there to play it, but the booking agent says "Well you're on your way. Why don't you and play, you know, the Terminal Tavern."
As my friend Gamble would say, "What a orchard."
I mean imagine straining good, fine art through that veil of chicken wire.
It's the kind of place where you gaze about you at those walls of pecky and pine wood adorned with frontier memorabilia and mint-condition tire tool sets.
And the ceiling under slung with fish net encrusted with detritus and streaming down through the steaming midnight air, a shattered dreams that dangle like declensions of despair.
And the daily drunks just line the walls lemmings in repose.
The festering assaulting their entrails, like time-release suicide.
They're stuck to sticky floor and they're not moving.
And you think, "What do need?"
Well, I have that.
have I got?
I've got an acoustic guitar, not enough.
got words.
I wonder if stand a chance to be heard.
Maybe music stand a chance.
I mean, I can sound.
I have chords.
I strings.
I can sound.
Who sound?
We need music and music is bigger than that.
Music is timing a capital "T."
Music is hearing a that sounds like your song, 'cause it's just what you've been dreaming of or thinking of, or praying for.
Suddenly speaking right to you.
And sure, there're all these other here but they're just superfluous.
It's your and it was meant just for you.
It hits home and real, 'cause it's coming from some place much bigger.
But in that place you look around and you think, "Oh man no chance for this to happen. There're so many distractions."
There's distractions.
All you can do is it out.
I think Sting's analogy of songs is a great one saying, "It's a in a bottle."
You all your best hopes and dreams and send it out in a bottle.
it in the ocean.
Whoever gets it and when they get it, well it has to do with the ocean than it has to do with you.
That's good, the ocean can be trusted, if the is right.
Send it out as you can.