old ways by muso

I wish I cared about art
like the old ways did
but I’m just giving my life
hoping to attain something new

I wish I cared about love
like my mother did
learned how to take care of people
who drain your life source
and then blame it on
they blame it on you

while you drown

indigo season is coming on
get your dreaming on
get your dreaming on
under the sea
can only bring peace
from the war

so you point out the chasm
because you want fame
try to maintain it
so you sell your pain
pointed and guttural
so you can have it all

I broke the body I was given
I had a home but now it’s pillaged
don’t touch me don’t bother
my smoke doesn’t thunder anymore
I broke the body I was given

I wish I cared about art like the old ways did
but I’m just giving my life hoping to attain
something new

• alternative-pop
• Alternative
• singer-songwriter
• Chicago