Paint me a picture
And I’ll tell you that it’s immature
Dare me to be so critical
And I’ll dare you to be so insecure
And so you’ve honed you’re craft
If you can call it that
It doesn’t change the fact I think you’re full of crap
I’ve seen it a thousand times, my friend
Do I really need to be there again
At your show, at your show
I really don’t need to see all those guys
You know I do prefer when it’s just you flying
Solo, when you’re so low
You’ve painted a mural
But it doesn’t really seem sincere
Just because it’s large and colorful
Doesn’t mean it came from the heart, my dear
I hope you didn’t spend
A bunch of time on that
I could paint a better landscape with a baseball bat
You can cry or you can sing
I suggest you sing your little heart out
You’ve rurnd yer career and you’ve washed up your dreams
You’re working overtime and you’re out of your seams
You’re so alone, you’re so solo
And maybe then one day the respect that we share
Will wither all away or just vanish in thin air
At your show, playin solo
You’re so so low, you’re so alone, so solo
credits
from In The Mirror,
released April 16, 2021
Marshall Brown: Guitars, Ukelele, Bass, Bass Harmonica, Keys, Vocals
Catherine Allgrim: Trombones
Jon Crowder: Ukelele
Steve Sancho: Drums and Percussion
Blue Mantra Rhymes, aka Ed Cooke, pays tribute to his current home of Bangkok and its folk traditions on this delicate new LP. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 23, 2021