nyc songwriter
nothing comes to mind.
Story behind the song
riff inspired from 'ticket to ride'.
Lyrics
crutch-(richard handwerk) (intro-inspired from 'ticket to ride"
When lies become the crutch
It’s what I like, (& so the myth)
Your eyes are like a sieve
& where you slide becomes my lust
The days keep movin’ on
& what is lost, (is what i want)
no trace in the heart
the scythe is sharp, (love torn apart)
circumstantial evidence
when the truth is plain
when nothing much is making sense
what’s to gain?
the day has just begun
& so the dream has come, & gone
I try to forgive
The world rolls by, I live, & let live
