TEN FOOT POLE LYRICS

"The Quest"

Watching old home movies, the seeds so evident
Little did I know back then what my tapping fingers meant
A compulsive urge to hum a tune, to touch a piano key
In every sound and rhythmscape, I found a piece of me

The picture began to become more clear, my purpose more firmly grounded
The day I sat at my brother's drums, picked up his sticks and pounded
I felt the ceiling open up, heart and mind were lifted
This primal force convincing me, my goals in life had shifted

Then I learned a few guitar chords just to seal the deal
The power of music I could not ignore, the surge inside me real
I plucked away at Misfits' tapes 'til I could play along
Then came the happiest day I've known when I wrote my first song

A few interruptions since, I'm back where I belong
Pen and paper, sticks and strings, the quest for the perfect song

A few interruptions since, I'm back where I belong
Pen and paper, sticks and strings, the quest for the perfect song
The quest for the perfect song
The quest for the perfect song

Thanks to Maarten Joostens for these lyrics

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