[Verse 1]
Down in the basement, midnight oil burning bright
Grandpa's voice echoes, "Boy, you gotta get it right"
These calloused fingers bleed on rusty strings
Fighting against the perfect way he makes things
[Chorus]
I ain't your perfect melody
These blues run wild and they run deep
Damn your metronome, I'll play it free
Got my own rhythm inside of me
[Verse 2]
Old man taught me every rule to break
Each note precise, but my hands they shake
His ancient wisdom flows through Eastern strings
While my guitar howls like a demon's wings
[Bridge]
Hell, I tried to be your golden child
But these blues, they're running wild
Sorry grandpa, I just can't play
Like some wind-up toy day after day
[Verse 3]
Every morning practice, dawn till dusk
Now those memories are gathering dust
Your perfect timing, your measured way
Are chains I'm breaking day by day
[Chorus]
I ain't your perfect melody
These blues run wild and they run deep
Damn your metronome, I'll play it free
Got my own rhythm inside of me
[Verse 4]
Sometimes late at night I hear that sound
Your old instrument's ghost floating round
And though I've chosen a different path
I still feel your music in my past
[Bridge]
Between the notes of right and wrong
Lives the soul of my own damn song
Respect the past but I gotta be
The bluesman that's inside of me
[Outro]
These hands might not make you proud
But they're playing my truth out loud
In every bent note and broken rule
I'm finding freedom, playing like a fool
Cause that's the only way I know
To let these midnight blues flow
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English
[Verse 1]
Down in the basement, midnight oil burning bright
Grandpa's voice echoes, "Boy, you gotta get it right"
These calloused fingers bleed on rusty strings
Fighting against the perfect way he makes things
[Chorus]
I ain't your perfect melody
These blues run wild and they run deep
Damn your metronome, I'll play it free
Got my own rhythm inside of me
[Verse 2]
Old man taught me every rule to break
Each note precise, but my hands they shake
His ancient wisdom flows through Eastern strings
While my guitar howls like a demon's wings
[Bridge]
Hell, I tried to be your golden child
But these blues, they're running wild
Sorry grandpa, I just can't play
Like some wind-up toy day after day
[Verse 3]
Every morning practice, dawn till dusk
Now those memories are gathering dust
Your perfect timing, your measured way
Are chains I'm breaking day by day
[Chorus]
I ain't your perfect melody
These blues run wild and they run deep
Damn your metronome, I'll play it free
Got my own rhythm inside of me
[Verse 4]
Sometimes late at night I hear that sound
Your old instrument's ghost floating round
And though I've chosen a different path
I still feel your music in my past
[Bridge]
Between the notes of right and wrong
Lives the soul of my own damn song
Respect the past but I gotta be
The bluesman that's inside of me
[Outro]
These hands might not make you proud
But they're playing my truth out loud
In every bent note and broken rule
I'm finding freedom, playing like a fool
Cause that's the only way I know
To let these midnight blues flow
Down in the basement, midnight oil burning bright
Grandpa's voice echoes, "Boy, you gotta get it right"
These calloused fingers bleed on rusty strings
Fighting against the perfect way he makes things
[Chorus]
I ain't your perfect melody
These blues run wild and they run deep
Damn your metronome, I'll play it free
Got my own rhythm inside of me
[Verse 2]
Old man taught me every rule to break
Each note precise, but my hands they shake
His ancient wisdom flows through Eastern strings
While my guitar howls like a demon's wings
[Bridge]
Hell, I tried to be your golden child
But these blues, they're running wild
Sorry grandpa, I just can't play
Like some wind-up toy day after day
[Verse 3]
Every morning practice, dawn till dusk
Now those memories are gathering dust
Your perfect timing, your measured way
Are chains I'm breaking day by day
[Chorus]
I ain't your perfect melody
These blues run wild and they run deep
Damn your metronome, I'll play it free
Got my own rhythm inside of me
[Verse 4]
Sometimes late at night I hear that sound
Your old instrument's ghost floating round
And though I've chosen a different path
I still feel your music in my past
[Bridge]
Between the notes of right and wrong
Lives the soul of my own damn song
Respect the past but I gotta be
The bluesman that's inside of me
[Outro]
These hands might not make you proud
But they're playing my truth out loud
In every bent note and broken rule
I'm finding freedom, playing like a fool
Cause that's the only way I know
To let these midnight blues flow
Writer: Ivan J.
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC