I don't like this song.
It's grumbly and low,
But maybe by being so it has the power
To reach down to me where I am today,
And say, "Hey!  Up here."
Maybe it can give me a hand,
Or maybe it will save its applause till the end.
Maybe by listening to some guy
Who committed suicide
I can hear more clearly.
He says, "Don't sell your songs.
Just carry on, my lovely, wayward daughter.
Wayward's where it's at."
And then he adds, "I'm sorry."

-jenn