Mister Jack

"The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted. Mark the music." -- Lorenzo

Mister Jack, I’m not the one to say,

“This ain’t your day.”

But I hope that you enjoyed the ride.

With songs that poured from you in a glaze

Leaving us floored with jaws so wide

And no one bickered. No one talked

In quiet reverence to them

Fingers that walked all along

The range of your guitar.

And right then we knew you were the star.

My hair’s been tainted with streaks of grey.

I’d wish they’d go away

And the mirror fills me with such fright

Because Jack, I just want to hear you play.

And I mean right away.

But I know you won’t be on tonight.

Clement lightnin’

An autumn’s early snow

Forces we’re fightin’ have their say and steal the show

Now you must go away to a place so far

Right before you knew you were the star.

Now you’ve gone away and it hits so hard.

Right before you knew you were the star.

Just before you knew you were the star.


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