Lyrics The The – Bugle Boy

The country is riddled with social ills & aches,
But my heart is calmed by her embrace,
I’m trying to tell something to the world,
— But my words are slurred & slow,

I was left alone, with my thoughts and my guitar.
But it felt hopeless,
Like the desire of the moth — for the star.

Sometimes… nothing seems unreal,
this strange little boy said
«Mister, play us your guitar» & I said —
«No… I can’t»
& put my geetar, in the car-
Listening to the music of heaven & earth,
Have you ever thought you were the
— Most important thing in the universe.

I didn’t know whether to strengthen my
Weaknesses — or play to my strengths.
Yeah…
I was trapped in the triviality of
— everydayness.

I said.
«There’s magic in my head, girl.
but I only use it when I’m depressed»
I don’t suppose she heard me.
She was too busy admiring her dress.
I said — just young — & — well intentioned,
Who can save us now.
— the world rots…