You can call them chronicles,
You can call them songs,
It's an aural rhetoric for the year that's gone.
You can call them chronicles,
You can call them songs,
It's an aural rhetoric for the year that's gone.

And you favour progression over honesty,
Whilst you pick apart the misguided things that you thought about me.
And if you took the time just to get a clue,
Then you'll probably just realize that I'm the same as you.

You can call them chronicles,
You can call them songs,
It's an aural rhetoric for the year that's gone.
You can call them chronicles,
You can call them songs,
It's an aural rhetoric for the year that's gone.

And in the last 12 months,
I've felt like a stopgap
And a punchbag and a doormat,
But I'm better than that.

And I don't want to feel,
That the only thing that can make me real
Is the fact that I can sing and write
For the joy of someone else.

You can call them chronicles,
You can call them songs,
It's an aural rhetoric for the year that's gone.
You can call them chronicles,
You can call them songs,
It's an aural rhetoric for the year that's gone.


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    General CommentYou are real because you are you - not because you can please others.
    Sam knows himself as a person, not as just an entertainer.
    ALotOfNothingon November 14, 2008   Link

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