This is a fleshed out version of my skirmish song 'Rooftops'. Some things have changed such as the bridge was axed, the song title changed, and it changed genres from my original idea. But, I really like what I came up with in the end, a little different than my usual stuff. Its 1:21am? Damn. Time for sleep!
Sitting on the rooftop, I can't let go
Of all the stupid things that I think I know
Swearing up a storm when I lose the flow
Of all the little words that I need to throw
Screaming from the rooftops "Let me grow"
You're shouting from the other side "No no no"
Can't this die with kindness, not overload?
Leaving us in blindness, in the snow
You think I'm only 25, but I'm an 88 key piano
I want to play all the notes for the people below
With the shades and colors that are in my code
You wasted up my palette drawing monochromes
Scraping up the ashes, even now
Blurring all my lines, falcons on the prowl
Musing me with every little single doubt
Ending up a raw stump, can you hear me now?
Rocking from the rooftops, back and forth
Swaying from the treetops, around the board
Leaving you the sawdust on the ground
There is a wholeness to be found
© 2018 Peter Arvidson Music
© 2018 Sara Janda Artwork
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