Everything Happens for a Rhyme ©2012 Robert George BMI

Itís a Rocky Mountain shack in late December
And an evening storm is rolling in
So Iíll grab my notepad while I still remember
Lines of wisdom nestled in the wind

And the weather serves the season
And the seasonís tethered close to time
In this world everything happens for a reason
But for poetsÖeverything happens for a rhyme


Carpenters will carve a dresser or a cradle
From a frosty grove thatís wintergreen
But a poetís nights are futile, slow and fatal
Should his pen refuse to intervene

And the weather serves the season
And the seasonís tethered close to time
In this world everything happens for a reason
But for poetsÖeverything happens for a rhyme


O the teardrops of loss, are his rivers to cross
And they keep him searching ever inward
And the midnight sadness and the quiet madness
Are the harvest of his haunted vineyard


Now the softly falling snow becomes confetti
In a lonely night parade of ghosts
And my page is empty but my pen is ready
To revisit friends I miss the most

And the weather serves the season
And the seasonís tethered close to time
In this world everything happens for a reason
But for poetsÖeverything happens for a rhyme


Itís a Rocky Mountain shack in late December
And an evening storm is rolling inÖ


Nashville demos etc:

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other demos:

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Amazon Kindle books by Robert George you may enjoy:

1) Americana

2) Teenage Graceland

3) The Will to Be

4) Fort Mystery

5) Wheel Sea

6) My One True Love