No Song

I started the sentence in mid November
and ended it somewhere close to the end of May.
It was the saddest words I ever spoke and the longest winter,
I ever spent trying to wake up.
And now I don’t know where I will fit in
and what’s the point of making music no one listens to?
I’ve got nothing, no education and career-ladder to climb.
I’ve got nothing but time, to waste.
I haven’t really got anyone on my team
and this is not really a song
it’s more like scribbles in the margin of my to-do list.
I can surely make a new copy of some great song someone else made,
but I haven’t got anything that is mine.
We recorded this song for the king kong compilation
and they said that it was sad but altogether not that bad.
Although I tried the best I could
I was a little disappointed that the
word didn’t really tell anything important.
I know exactly where we will fit in
and that we lost whatever we had in the beginning.
No we’re nothing especially original,
just another Swedish indie band made up of hetero middle class guys. Uhhu.
I haven’t really got anyone on my team
and this is not really a song
it’s more like scribbles in the margin
of my to-do list.
I can surely make a new copy
of some great song someone else made,
but I haven’t got anything that is mine.