The Honest Truth

ClutchTheDawn

Hi, I recently visited a place I had not been in a long time. I found myself reflecting on how my grandmother, and the enviroment within which she lived, had a huge impact on me. Inspired me to write a song, and with the obvious Pearl Jam reference in the bridge, I thought I'd share it. I have enjoyed reading the posts on this board for a while and lurking gets old after a while.

The Honest Truth

Northern sun falling through the trees.
Wildflowers dancing on the breeze.
Reminds me of youth.
Reminds me of bonfire guitar melodies.
Clinging to every senseless dream.
Reminds me of youth.

Reminds me of you,
who fed my roots the honest truth.

Rusty signs and gravel roads.
Thunderclaps rattling your bones.
Reminds me of youth.
Reminds me of sitting on a overturned fishing boat,
Skipping stones across a sea of hope.
Reminds me of youth.

Reminds me of you,
who fed my roots the honest truth.

And hearts and thoughts they fade away
just like the elderly woman said that they would.
But in our youth, we seize the day
just like there'll never be another day near as good.

Northern sun rising at my feet,
Stirring up the dreams inside of me.
Reminds me of youth.

Reminds me of you,
who fed my roots the honest truth.

dark pink

Its thought provoking..great imagery.

As with any good piece, go through and trash extra words that arent useful and it will be even better.

Continue to write and post

ClutchTheDawn

Thanks