The Songwriter from EP #9 by Rhiannon Scutt

They call me a songwriter everywhere I go,
They know my songs and they've been to my shows,
But they don't know that I have no more notes.

Collecting dust in the corner is my old guitar.
Three feet away from me yet still much to far for me to go
to find those notes

Cos it's hard enough finding time,
then to push words together when those words don't want to rhyme,
and time, oh time is ticking by
time oh time is ticking by

Others use the same words hundreds of times,
but coming from me, it just don't feel right,
oh why oh why can't I?
Why oh why can't I

Songs come easy, songs come hard
unlike lovers they don't leave us but they can still tear us apart,
this from me to you is a start.
From me to you is a start.

Cos it's hard enough finding time,
then to push words together when those words don't want to rhyme,
and it's hard enough, to tow the line
with working and sleeping and daily life and time, oh time is ticking by
time oh time is ticking by

• Acoustic
• Alternative
• Country
• Electro
• Folk
• Pop
• Soft Rock
• americana
• female artist
• female drummer
• finger picking
• Sheffield