Edoxus 2004
The concert is over
The concert is now over, the people vanished in a puff,
Everyone was singing along, now I am alone with my stuff.
One guy told me he liked my songs, but just one guy is not enough,
I want everyone to come to me, their indifference makes it so rough.
I can handle critics and fans alike, I am a poet and a one man band,
A tender soul I play the part, I wear my heart in the palm of my hand.
I play street corners and dream of having my face on newspapers stands,
But the concert is over, the people gone, to greener pastures and better lands.
Everyone was singing along, now I am alone with my stuff.
One guy told me he liked my songs, but just one guy is not enough,
I want everyone to come to me, their indifference makes it so rough.
I can handle critics and fans alike, I am a poet and a one man band,
A tender soul I play the part, I wear my heart in the palm of my hand.
I play street corners and dream of having my face on newspapers stands,
But the concert is over, the people gone, to greener pastures and better lands.
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