Tuesday, August 25, 2009

A Tribute Poem To Elliott Smith


To sit in the scene
Watch the waves crash against the land
To wonder what's been
Happening or where to stand.
You see the man
His shadow cast in the sand
And you try to understand
What is it he really holds in his hand?
The sun shining bright
Making us dance so happily in the waves
Yet this place lacks a light
And a reason not to cave.
So here we are
Two lost souls trying to find a way
You pick up your guitar
Can't find yourself but sing anyway.

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