Letra de Sketches

All i have´s this journal that i write
sketches of a 20-something life
glory pieces shining on a page
boxing night of disappointing rage
legends never leave an ounce of flesh
colour fades a memory like death
i mistook with all the sense i had
words laid down in mornings´ turning sad
left a window seat for who may pass
long to see a skirt or cotton blouse
inside of a womans´ changing room
got invited back, gave opinion too
coloured queen a winters´ night in a bath
can you feel this prose tease out a laugh
all i have´s this journal that i write
sketches of a 20-something life

never got to see the mighty sands
settled for a back-row in the stands
many New Years Eves´ i spent alone
shaking with the fear while crawling home
digging even deeper down for oil
to fuel the fires roaring in my soul
of course i wanted credit where its´ due
i feel so very blessed to play with you
we get over everything it seeems
wide awake while all around is dream
dig your Autumn taste and marriage needs
for half a piece of mind, i mined your peace
using every face i run into
take a seat and tell me something new
all i have´s this journal that i write
sketches of a 20-something life

maybe when we travel left of town
i could play the 20-something down
pretend i´ve won the lottery and sing
get into the mansion house and
bring, a bottle opened slowly at the door
added to the missing linos roar
didn´t we go looking for the place
where all my inspirations wrote their face
telephone kept buzzing on the plane
filming what could never be again
all i have´s this journal that i write
sketches of a 20-something life