Songwriter’s Cabal
I stood before the Songwriters' Cabal
Bearing gifts of drugs and alcohol
That's not enough and that's not all
Wait over there until your number is called
Step up to the mic and sing
Voice tinkling like a chandelier
Don't be dragging those flimsy similes around here
Stood before the songwriter's cabal. All wide-eyed and enthralled
Just to be included at all
Exuding a warmth to the point of it all
Music at once calming and benign
Soothe the soul every time after time
Like a barre chord swiped down the register line
Walked down the sidewalk with a tune on my mind
Don't tell us more now than we believe
Or tell us more than we already heard
Don't describe the footsteps you've taken
Or the horizon you serve
Called before the songwriter's cabal
Number called it rang thru the hall
Cleared my throat stood straight and tall
Stood before the songwriter's cabal
Stepped up to the mic and sang
Voice tinkling like a chandelier
They said first things first
Don't be tossing them forlorn ornaments around here
Or saying more now than we believe
Or tell us more than we already heard
Or about how it's heartbeats you hear
And the horizon you serve
Oh it's the horizon you serve
Bearing gifts of drugs and alcohol
That's not enough and that's not all
Wait over there until your number is called
Step up to the mic and sing
Voice tinkling like a chandelier
Don't be dragging those flimsy similes around here
Stood before the songwriter's cabal. All wide-eyed and enthralled
Just to be included at all
Exuding a warmth to the point of it all
Music at once calming and benign
Soothe the soul every time after time
Like a barre chord swiped down the register line
Walked down the sidewalk with a tune on my mind
Don't tell us more now than we believe
Or tell us more than we already heard
Don't describe the footsteps you've taken
Or the horizon you serve
Called before the songwriter's cabal
Number called it rang thru the hall
Cleared my throat stood straight and tall
Stood before the songwriter's cabal
Stepped up to the mic and sang
Voice tinkling like a chandelier
They said first things first
Don't be tossing them forlorn ornaments around here
Or saying more now than we believe
Or tell us more than we already heard
Or about how it's heartbeats you hear
And the horizon you serve
Oh it's the horizon you serve
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Gordon Sinclair, Gordon Downie, Robert Baker, Joseph Paul Langlois, Johnny Fay
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