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Against the Grain

from Story For Another Storm by Chris Webb

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You set me up with confidence and a plan
To rule the world, to be a man
Whose only skill was stealing from the rest
But I quickly knew that this wasn't the best of news

For I'd sit there for hours in a tiny little room
In the hope that maybe one minute soon
A cup of tea would save the day
My fingers grew sore as my hair was going grey

Your ideas go against the grain
If I was you I'd start again
If you pay the man for a job well done
The scene you make won't come undone

Like an absent lover, I suppose it's fair to say
You'd disappear knowing I would find a way
To exercise my talents for the benefit of your flat
I cut my teeth there but I love it just for that

And much like that room, the pub is where I learned
To sing my songs to a room and discern
The good from the bad but as far as I'm concerned
It's behind me, there's light ahead, that much I earned

Your ideas go against the grain
If I was you I'd start again
If you pay the man for a job well done
The scene you make won't come undone

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from Story For Another Storm, released March 23, 2016

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