作曲家

It's been so long since we last met, you've cut your hair short

Talking about how to speak, how to inspire

Afraid the lyrics might be too cheesy, too over the top

Put on a cassette tape from the seventies or eighties

Only halfway through, and sadness creeps in

Every line's emotion is the present moment

Composer, write a song that's the most ordinary of our lives

Composer, tell the one you love how true and deep you are

Composer, I'm still your old friend you haven't seen in years

And you still don't quite understand, loneliness is a beat

Can't write notes, songwriting is a feeling

Take a few glances at the world, gain a few more titles

The theories in books have their flaws

Award a medal, deliver a speech

Even without love talk, try to make it brilliant

Few people are born not geniuses

Composer, write a song that's the most ordinary of our lives

Composer, tell the one you love how true and deep you are

Composer, I'm still your old friend you haven't seen in years

And you still don't quite understand, loneliness is a beat

Is a beat

Composer, write a song that's the most ordinary of our lives

Composer, tell the one you love how true and deep you are

Composer, I'm still your old friend you haven't seen in years

And you still don't quite understand, loneliness is a beat