Original Music

In it's fist iteration, this will be some lyrics.  Later, I plan to add recordings in the form of samples.  These will link to the actual song out there on whatever streaming services I can figure out.  For now, just the words.

All Lyrics are original works by Noah Privett.  

Please enjoy responsibly.

Man without a Crown

The liquid night rests on the shoulders of a bum

Who wears his world around him, and carries with his thumb

a neatly wrapped red package with ribbons hanging down

But no one pays attention much to a man without a crown


The sunken city gleams where local ladies dance

to opposite sides of Rubble, leaving all to chance

But seldom with their spoken word, chase away a frown

As no one pays attention much to a man without a crown


When fast a message written in the sky for all to see

is misinterpreted as meaningless almost instantly

The noise filled wind scatters hard the echo of a sound

When no one pays attention much to a man without a crown


The loud club scene, it kills me, every time I try

to understand the movements of the mouths of the standers-by

I know they try to tell me, but I can never make it out

Why no one pays attention much to a man without a crown


I gave it up all willingly, I never turned around

to see if she was still there, I just hurried back to town

but the Devil, 'e's a tricky one, cause nothing stays profound

So I guess I'll have to live my live as a man without a crown


Lyrics by Noah J. Privett

Best Loved Lady

When nothing ever starts,

it's never ended

When nothing ever ends,

it all goes on


That's good when all you know 

is all the good times,

When all you know is bad times 

something's wrong


[CHORUS]

And we live, we laugh, we love, we long for reason

Reason seldom comes to those who call

I had to let my best loved lady leave me

I had to let her not be best at all


We have to keep on keeping 

on the good path

Our steps have all been measured

from the start


With chains around our legs

We still have freedom

With arrows in our sides

We still have hearts


[CHORUS]


One man is not an island

or an ocean

We are waves against the shore

and we will break


We can't go back to start

at the beginning

What we learn is what

we have to take


[CHORUS]


Now some of you say I 

Should have seen it coming

From my perch so high

up on the wall


But I'm not naive at times 

I'm sometimes cunning

And I never bow

Before the curtain call


Ah we live, we laugh, we love, we long for reason

Reason seldom comes to those who call

I had to leave the best of life behind me

Then, I had to let it not be best at all