Big Dipper
Robert Pollard
Robert PollardThe music is thereYou can sleep all dayOr hide anywhereBut the big refrainsThe heaven sounds and holy strainsFall on you like rainGary WaleikYou've written a songBut you hate the lyricsThe chords are all wrongAnd the melodyIsn't all that it can beThat's what you told meThe minor stars are growing dimAnd they fall around himThey've sputtered and they've falteredNone burn like Robert PollardCaught in creationWith never a new song deniedBy buzzing one-stringerAnd boombox and voices that guideA rising chorusLetras de cancionesThat opens widePaul McCartneyIt pains me to sayThat you have a great giftBut hide it awayBut we'll forgive the crimeIf you will paint in perfect rhymesMine some gems this timeThe major stars are growing dimAnd they fall around himThey've sputtered and they've falteredNone burn like Robert PollardThe big refrainsWould not be chainedAnd fall like rainThe holy strainsWould not be chainedAnd fall like rain(Listen, Paul McCartneyListen, Brian WilsonListen, Jaggers/RichardsListen, Raymond DaviesListen, Randy NewmanListen, Colin NewmanListen, Gary Waleik)None burn like Robert Pollard
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