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The Archer

from Don't Call Me an Artist by -k

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lyrics

I met an archer shooting arrows in the dark
And he was certain they were always on their mark
Yet he never sought to seek where they fell
He saw himself as a young William Tell
To believe so clearly
Yet deny so dearly
Don’t let your arrows fly blind, like the thoughts in your mind
That you bring to be said, for sometimes instead,
There’s an apple on top of your head.
I saw a man sitting up on top a throne
He said he built it with his wisdom of stone
He claimed to see far beyond the horizon
And that he knew what would follow
The sun with it’s rising
But then his chair started listing
As the floor started shifting
And he fell to the ground where he toppled his crown
Upon the burial mound of a truth he’d confound
Sometimes wisdom can just let you down
But am I my own means to deceive
When we only see what we choose to believe
I found myself with a bow and an arrow
Blindfolded and tied to a plow and a harrow
I reached in my quiver and loaded my bow string
I shot towards the timber and started to sing
But my song soon was shattered
As a cry sounded after
And I abandoned my bow and the arrows below
As new lights came aglow, revealing to show
My arrow imbedded in a crow
And sometimes it’s hard to admit when we’re wrong
For all that we are is just the words we string along.


Now everybody’s got them an opinion,
you got yours and I got mine
You can keep it to yourself and that’d be fine,
or post it all up online
But just be certain let’s make this clear,
if you start preaching when I’m near
I’m bound to take a different point of view
and shoot it back in your ear.
And you can try to argue on the Internet,
You can try to take a shower without getting wet,
You can lose your cool, you can look like a fool
In front of people you’ve never met.
And now you got yourself a lighter and a flapping jaw
So all you need now is a man of straw,
Someone to make you feel like you’re eight feet tall
While you’re beating on an old rag doll

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from Don't Call Me an Artist, released October 31, 2015

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-k Hurdland, Missouri

i sing songs that pop in my head.
I record them so i can forget them.
Here they are.
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