Earshots
A lyric based on my Earshots piece--a collection of overheard fragments overheard while walking doen the street. Lines in brackets are added to fill out the verses.
Conversations
Overheard on the street
Declarations
Set to a beat
Conversations
Overheard on the street
Observations
Set to a beat
"I'm old school...I'm cynical too...Everyone's replaceable"
[Yea yea you]
"Did you read the signs?...It's almost 8...$16 for a beer?!"
[But it's gettin' late]
"There's a nice lady...How are you?...That's just crazy"
[Yea that's true]
"They are leaving in droves...Bombs in the air...Paycheck to paycheck"
[Then there's nothin' there]





