Topic: Song called Empty Page
Seems the thread about writer's block got in my head and I figured that maybe in some cases, this might be the reason.
Empty Page By Jim Kenyon
(Verse 1 )
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[G]Staring at this empty page, can’t seem to make a rhyme
[C]Every line I try to write, raises [G]memories lost in time.
[C] thoughts are like shadows, oh,they [G]dim and try to hide
[D]Wish I could write something, but [C] nothing comes to [G] mind
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(Verse 2 )
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[G]I want to write about how she could always make me smile
[C]how her green eyes would sparkle, tho, [G]I ain’t seen’em in a while.
[C]tonight the ink won’t flow, like my [G]heart, bleeding through
[D]‘Cause every word I write just, [C]leads me back to thoughts of [G]you.
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(Chorus)
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this [C] notepad, it tortures me, with [G]memories from the past
Its [C]silence is deafening, with [G]lines of love that didn’t last
Every [C]line I write, somehow gets me [G]feeling kind of strange
‘cause [D]tonight it’s me thinking of you, as I [C]write this empty [G] page
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(Verse 3 )
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[G]My pen has authored many songs, but tonight it is no friend
[C]Won’t let me write I Love you, because it [G]says it makes no sense
[C]I thought I had a verse to write but [G]couldn’t find the right key
[D]To unlock my heart, and this song, that you left in[G] me
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(Chorus)
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this [C] notepad, it tortures me, with [G]memories from the past
Its [C]silence is deafening, with [G]lines of love that didn’t last
Every [C]line I write, somehow gets me [G]feeling kind of strange
‘cause [D]tonight it’s me thinking of you, as I [C]write this empty [G]page
Outgo
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One [C]day the words might finally fall, [G]I’ll write of love’s quiet rage.
But [D]tonight it’s me thinking of you, as I [C]write this empty [G]page
Your vision is not limited by what your eye can see, but what your mind can imagine.
Make your life count, and the world will be a better place because you tried.
"Use the talents you possess, for the woods would be very silent if no birds sang except only the the best." - Henry Van Dyke
Make your life count, and the world will be a better place because you tried.
"Use the talents you possess, for the woods would be very silent if no birds sang except only the the best." - Henry Van Dyke