Zane Safrit

Zane Safrit Jun 2018

I was born in Salisbury,
Salisbury,
I was born in Salisbury
And no one knows me there.

There’s no money in Spencer,
Spencer
There’s no money in Spencer
Everyone thinks that’s fair.

Granite Quarry is still there,
still there.
Granite Quarry is still there,
And so’s my fam’ly, too.

There’s strangers now in Charlotte,
Charlotte,
There’s strangers now in Charlotte
And they don’t even care.

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Friday night I listened to the Jefferson County Green Band cover Greg Brown's The Fairfield Song. Driving home today, I started rhyming in my head. Here's the result. It's not as good as Greg Brown, Greg Brown. It's not as Good as Greg Brown, but that's okay too.

Zane Safrit May 2018

Your Smile is Crack

You just happened to smile
For you, no big deal
For me, the true sun shone
deep inside me, warm

Another day, maybe two
You did it again
Confirming my theory
Smile equals Life Inside Me

Yeah, Science is Dope
Your smile is crack and I am
Addicted to it
And there’s no rehab for me

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Zane Safrit May 2018

This Valentine's Day

Death metal
This Valentines Day
Mass shootings and
Congressmen pray

This Valentines Day
This Valentines Day

Trump says he’ll pray
This Valentines Day
Does he know the words
Can he read them?

This Valentines Day
This Valentines Day

Way-Out Willie
On the stage now
Hand jiving us
This Valentines Day

This Valentines Day
This Valentines Day

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I wrote this on Valentine's Day, sitting at a little club, enjoying the band and the ambiance. Forgot about it until last week.

Zane Safrit May 2018

If I Could Write Like Pablo

If I could write like Pablo
Stirring the hearts (yes, and the *****)
of goddesses and nymphs, oh
what a life, what a life, I’d live

Tis not my fate, still I laugh
For the barn doors are open
the cows are getting out
I’m late, so late for dinner.

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No. I have no idea how I made the leap from Pablo Neruda to barn doors and a late arrival for dinner. But even now, I read it and somehow it doesn't seem such a big leap and it makes me laugh. There we go.

Zane Safrit May 2018

Love's Gotta Gotta Happen

Don't you ever
Feel sad, he sings it
She hears him, wants
To give it up

He smiles she smiles
He sings she sings too
Love's gonna happen
Love's gotta happen

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Hat tip to Sam and Dave "Hold On I'm Coming" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AREppyQf5uw and the local band playing it the other night.

Zane Safrit May 2018

Hold On

Zane Safrit May 2018

I'm Singing Along

Even now I sing our song
Top of the lung, singing along
I wait for your chorus
But you’re not there

It’s just the one of us
No more pair or two of us
It’s just the one of us
I’m singing along

There’s that bar, you danced on top
I laughed and I held your hand
Till the bartender made you stop
Mosh pit, you giggled, waved at the band

It’s just the one of us
No more pair or two of us
It’s just the one of us
I’m singing along

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