Sing Anything
A love song from a surrealist hillbilly - Meet me in the spring when all this shivering is done
I'll hope to catch a passing song and sing it til it's gone
I got some I swear come from before the sea turned blue
And some I got for everyone, but this here's just for you
I sat me on a rooftop 'neath a thumping Grecian sun
Whole lotta nothing else around and people not a one
The ocean was a flock of birds, their silver wings at play
The air stared right at me, and I heard the summer say:
Sing Anything, Sing Anything
Sing about snow and a diamond ring
The wolf don't howl, the bee don't sting
Baby, when I hear you sing
The moon smeared silver fingers on the belly of a cloud
Brown hair & a pair of spotlight eyes came shining through the crowd
A fistful of pearls came smiling out and knocked me down the hill
I never did get back up, and I guess now I never will
Start me talking honey, I'll tell everything I know
And send out words to keep you warm most everywhere you go
Cuz I wanna be your lover, I dont wanna be your friend
So shut me up with kisses and I'll never speak again
But I'll Sing Anything, sing anything
About all the gifts that poets bring
Winter warms the hand of spring,
Baby when I hear you...
Sing anything, sing anything
about hands and the devil and a pigfaced king
I dance on the end of a butterfly wing
Baby when I hear you sing
Sing a song of trainsmoke and a pocketful of sand
to pull away my aching brain and hold it in your hand
pinch me with a high up note and make the air go thin
hold on tight, and twist your wrist, and rob me of my skin
A song is like the feather of a spunglass nightingale
lure it with your dream and catch it in a trumpet bell
feed it with a word of grace, the colour of a tune
and sing it with a voice to throw a rope around the moon
She took me to her hometown cus I had to meet the chief
And i was whistling and a-babbling and she don't get no relief
so they threw me in the hound pound thinking what I done was wrong
but I struck me up a chord and we was howling all night long
I chased her through a storybook, I chased her through the dawn
I chased her through a painting of the world just hanging on
I said "I just wanna talk", and man she wasn't too convinced
She shut me up with kisses and I ain't said one word since
But I'll sing anything, sing anything
elbow grease and a rusted spring
jesus sittin' on a old rope swing
says he wants to hear you
sing anything, sing anything
in a pillowfeather yodel and a tungsten fling
hear my heart is chuckling
baby, when I hear you sing
Words & Music by JB Newman
Copyright JB Newman 2007
Comments
YEEEEEEEHHHHAAAAAAAAA!!!!!
yep dat sure is a mighty fine hill billy sound you got there boy!
feel like sitting on a bridge over a small river and go do some wittlein wiv ma pa an ma homs folks
good tune tho mate
Manfredo