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09-11-2016 12:49 AM
Here's one I know nobody's heard of, because I wrote it and never put it to music.
"Lost In Advice" by Dennis Levesque. Here's the lyrics:
Ground, ground, so much to plow.
Good from bad, discern it how?
Test & study and retest again.
Waste my time 'till I start to spin.
Life, life, with such a high price,
I gotta go and get some advice.
Seeds, seeds, so many to sow.
Which will die and which will grow?
The more I thought, the more I've sinned.
Should I just cast them into the wind?
Water, water, but it's it's solid ice.
I gotta go and get more advice.
Things, things, so many to do.
Should I work till I turn blue?
The more I do, I find open locks.
Did someone open my Pandora's Box?
With advice I will gird.
But, alas, it's only a word.
Words, words, so many to choose.
The more I need, the more I peruse.
The more I peruse, the more I need.
Should I use words until I bleed?
**bleep**, **bleep**, this ain't nice.
Here I am, lost in advice.
Brains, brains, so easy to use.
They're so easy I get confused.
Don't want to reach my point of despair,
And just throw my arms up in the air.
Think I'll go back the way I came,
And try again 'till I'm insane.
Needs, needs, so many to feed.
From this work, how can I be freed?
Don't want fatigue to cause me to sin.
But maybe later I can try again.
Please, please, just take me home!
I am tired, and now I groan.
I know you love me and you're the best,
So grant my prayer for a little rest.
Time, time, don't want to think twice.
I'm already lost in advice.
Ok, I'd be interested if anyone would want to help me put this to music.