Every weekday, members of the Rosen, Powers, and Cole families may post haikus or other comments describing where they are or what they are thinking about that day.
This is the first draft of the song I wrote in the car:
Open Mike
They’ve got no velvet curtains here, no fancy lights. No drumroll when your moment comes along. Just an open space up front on every Monday night and a mike that they call open. I’m in the dark here hopin’ I’ll remember the words to this song.
My palm’s a little sweaty and my throat is dry. How can these few minutes seem so long Compared with all the years I’ve spent just sitting tight at desks and conference tables doubting I’d be able to remember the words to this song.
Folks in the back politely clap. They’re in the dark. They mostly overlook what I’ve done wrong. But I can feel the thrill that rises like an arc When your fingers start to move and you’re carried in the groove just singing the words to this song.
I guess my mind was opened at that open mike. I closed my eyes and felt like I belonged. And you could feel it, too. Don’t let it pass you by. Even if you take your time you could find a way to rhyme. Just remember the words to this song.
This is the first draft of the song I wrote in the car:
ReplyDeleteOpen Mike
They’ve got no velvet curtains here, no fancy lights.
No drumroll when your moment comes along.
Just an open space up front on every Monday night
and a mike that they call open.
I’m in the dark here hopin’
I’ll remember the words to this song.
My palm’s a little sweaty and my throat is dry.
How can these few minutes seem so long
Compared with all the years I’ve spent just sitting tight
at desks and conference tables
doubting I’d be able
to remember the words to this song.
Folks in the back politely clap. They’re in the dark.
They mostly overlook what I’ve done wrong.
But I can feel the thrill that rises like an arc
When your fingers start to move
and you’re carried in the groove
just singing the words to this song.
I guess my mind was opened at that open mike.
I closed my eyes and felt like I belonged.
And you could feel it, too. Don’t let it pass you by.
Even if you take your time
you could find a way to rhyme.
Just remember the words to this song.