Hello. My name is David. I just joined this site, and this is my first post here. I'm hoping to share a few songs, get some critique and respond to tunes that others post. I've been writing songs for quite a few years. This first one that I'm posting is of relatively recent vintage. Loosely, it's about the small town in northcentral Pennsylvania where I was born and raised and, after living in a half-dozen different cities during the last 30 years or so, where I now reside once again. The song is called "This Town," and I'd be glad to hear anything anyone might have to say about it. Thanks.

https://soundcloud.com/david-pulizzi/this-town-1

This Town

There’s not much fun in this town
Unless you’re drunk or high
But you’re bound by blood to this town
Until the day you die

And even then the sidewalks call to you
And your bones stir where they’re laying when they do

There’s not much talk in this town
About books and love and art
So you lose your hope in this town
And then you lose your heart

And the world rolls by like there’s nothing here to see
The world rolls by and it just lets us be
And time … just passes by

There’s a pretty girl in this town
I keep my eye upon
We were married once in this town
And we had ourselves a son

And he’d dream at night of the lovely things you’d do
And stir where he lay sleeping next to you

We fell apart in this town
Lost the fire down below
Where love goes in this town
No one seems to know

It just disappears and leaves you feeling low
Like someone turned the light off in your soul
And time … just passes by

The years roll by in this town
And nothing seems to change
If you live for long in this town
That don’t seem so strange

And if you wonder if I ever come unglued
I tell you now for certain that I do

We’ve served our time in this town
We’ve no cause for complaint
We’ve had tough luck in this town
And good luck just the same

Now we stumble down dark streets once paved in gold
And we wonder how and when we grew so old
Well, time … just passed us by

There’s not much fun in this town
Unless you’re drunk or high
The world rolls right past this town
The world rolls right on by
Right on by …

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