scott campbell sparks

Lyrics

Contrived

Well I’m bussin’ down a western stretch
At night and with the window down
The red light in the distance
Is a blur

I’m in no condition
To argue with myself
Or anyone else
Who might have the urge

I am contrived
Like that poor old shadow
Resigned to live
In conditions unkept

My children will know
The lengths I will go
The lengths I will go

Some say this desert
Is a whole lot of nothing
Some will say
Any old thing
But tonight
I am filled with wonder
Where are the rhymes
That will set me free

I am contrived
Like that poor old shadow
Resigned to live
In conditions unkept

My children will know
The lengths I will go
The lengths I will go