Peter Alsop

Music for Children and Adults

The Guitar

From the album Pie In The Sky

 

Once I had a fine guitar, she taught me to play

Her rosewood fingerboard had little birds of pearl inlay

Her simple voice was clear, it had the ring of youth

She had heartwood deep inside, so she always sang the truth

 

And the days that I spent holding her were full of life for me

She saw people clearly, and she sang what she would see:

 

Insecurities of lovers, trying hard to hold their pose

The clash of children's colors, when they pick out their own clothes

The heart beats lost forever, inside those afraid to touch

And the reasons people give explaining why they own too much

 

When she sang with honest beauty of the love we might achieve

Then the people flocked to hear her, yes, they wanted to believe

But when she sang about our problems, they would say that she was wrong

They told her she was crazy, they said “Sing the pretty songs!

Sing the pretty songs!”

 

But she didn't stop her songs, the people had to know

She only sang them louder, ‘cause she loved the people so

 

“When the comforts of the wealthy are worth more than healthy kids

When our trusted leaders lie and give us broken promises

When the lives of all the creatures on the earth are on the line

Then it's time for better answers!  Now we'd better find some time!”

 

But the people wouldn't listen, even though she screamed and cried

And the strain from all her trying cracked her heartwood deep inside

Her strings flew loose and wild, and so everyone assumed

She was just an instrument, ... too finely tuned, too finely tuned.

 

Too finely tuned, for an audience of backs

Too finely tuned, with her heartwood full of cracks

Too finely tuned, to close her mouth and shut her eyes

Too finely tuned, to sing them lies.

 

Once I had a fine guitar, she taught me to play

Her rosewood fingerboard had little birds of pearl inlay

Her simple voice was clear, it had the ring of youth

She had heartwood deep inside, so she always sang the truth

 

And the days that I spend holding her are full of life for me

She sees people clearly, and we need that desperately,

She sees people clearly, and we need that desperately!

 

 

Written by Peter Alsop, ©Copyright 1987, Moose School Music(BMI)

On Disciples of PerFection & Pie In The Sky - www.peteralsop.com