Here’s a song I just finished with my friend Brett. We’d collabed on a song in '08 called ‘I Burned My Lips’
which he’d sent me as an instrumental with that filename, and I wrote the lyrics to fit that title, and sang them.
We did the same thing here. He sent me an instrumental titled ‘Word Salad’ and I wrote the lyrics to that theme.
Check it out!
Word Salad
Brett Grace/ Lenny Lee ©2010
I always liked your big ideas
you’d chase the truth and nothing less
then turned your water into wine
and drank a toast to happiness
So settled in your Shangri La
that most can never find you
but I have found my own way home
So spare me from your armchair philosophy
so thoughtful yet invalid
it’s like some wild-eyed epiphany
yet all I can hear is Word Salad
You always had the sweetest dreams
'til hope turned into bitterness
and you’ve been pushed to the extremes
you’re screaming in the wilderness
And no two experts can agree
exactly which direction
we’ll find the land of milk and honey
So spare me from your armchair philosophy
so thoughtful yet invalid
it’s like some wild-eyed epiphany
yet all I can hear is Word Salad
So you’ve become a devotee
of verbal promiscuity
but who is ever listening?
And still that wind is whistling
emotions running hot tonight
so you squeeze off a shot tonight
and someone’s praying in the aftermath
that you may find your home at last
breathe in - breathe out
You gotta let it go
breathe in - breathe out
breathe in - breathe out