An Acquaintance Strikes A Chord Lyrics - Singles - The Good Life

He broke his old guitar if he couldn't make it sing 

The strings had grown so worn, they made his fingers bleed 

Soon after the event he made an acquaintance 

Whose fingers bled as well forming scabs that never heal 

Would you play a song for me? Some wilting melody 

That drifts over the sunflowers to some far away country 

Won't you play a song for me with words like push pins? 

They stick into my heart and bleed out resonance 

These songs are all asleep, they lay dormant inside me 

This vacant recitation I can't resuscitate them 

Won't you play a song for me? Let the words escape your mouth 

Scream out what you've lost in song it will be found 

He broke his old guitar, he smashed it on his bedpost 

Where he used to dream up lovers, kissing his forehead, good morning