i once knew an old guitarist
he played an old guitar
sang a song of sadness and wandering
looking for an exit
the lonely stage door
can you live anymore?
you’ve been living in the bright lights
acting out your roll
singing the same old tunes where you show
hide behind your ax and a microphone
but can you say that you have a home?
have a home
and his fingers dance on the stings and he sings
Mr. Normal, sings and plays
it’s funny how an actor seems when
he’s on the stage
you know what he’s portraying is not the same
as the life he’s living
i think we need a change
thoughts and life rearranged
rearranged
and his fingers dance on the stings and he sings
Mr. Normal, sings and plays
i once knew an old guitarist
but he played a new guitar
he sang a song of gladness and changed heart
he found the entrance
a city did he see
that old guitarist taught me
he taught me
