Sunday, April 16, 2017

Sing sweetly to me, Billy.


I walked into a coffee shop in Goheung today and found real albums! The owner said he bought them 20 years ago when he was in his twenties. He smiled as he saw the excitement in my eyes. Between Joplin or B Joel, I dusted off Billy and put him on the turntable. The familiar scratches sounded so sweet to me. I stood there, closed my eyes and sang an HONESTY duet. The owner continued to grin at seeing me enjoy something that was obviously close to his heart.

On a cool Spring Sunday evening, in a corner of a coffee shop in a seaside village in Asia, I have never felt so close to home.


Honesty
If you search for tenderness
It isn't hard to find
You can have the love you need to live
But if you look for truthfulness
You might just as well be blind
It always seems to be so hard to give
Honesty is such a lonely word
Everyone is so untrue
Honesty is hardly ever heard
And mostly what I need from you
I can always find someone
To say they sympathize
If I wear my heart out on my sleeve
But I don't want some pretty face
To tell me pretty lies
All I want is someone to believe
Honesty is such a lonely word
Everyone is so untrue
Honesty is hardly ever heard
And mostly what I need from you
I can find a lover
I can find a friend
I can have security until the bitter end
Anyone can comfort me
With promises again
I know...






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