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Doug Davis - Lost Key

from Round 24, Week 7 by Monday Morning 3AM Music Club

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Lots of things I like about this one, but I really didn't get to flesh out my lyric concept. I would like to come back to this one, though.

Note on the art: I really enjoyed Mitchell's assignment this week. I've always been drawn to visual art, but I learned early on in life that I had zero aptitude for drawing. Still, it was great fun to have an excuse to give it a try. My pig-headedness really made me want to stay at it, but alas, time was limited. Still, I managed to "finish" one little terrible thing. Maybe I'll get inspired and work on more. In any case, my frustration with my own lack of artistic talents led me to write a story about a woman who lost or set aside her own artistic talents and interests.

lyrics

Inside the box of matchbox cars
The photo frames and mason jars
She picks her way through all the years
I wonder if she knows

Just what she’s hoping she might find
Her memories, more deaf than blind
But there, beneath the boutonnieres
box full of madder rose

she used to see them all so clear
the crosshatch fades to palettes less than grey
But these days now the visions don’t appear
And watercolors always wash away

Oh, my lost key
Don’t you miss me?
all cross-legged on the floor
Singing songs we don’t sing no more
Oh, if you could fly free
You’d see right through me
Now your gaze is far away
I just wish there was a way
To bring you back

Her golden stars and Christmas seals
Forgot the names but not the feels
the pastels, sellotape, and chalk
they’d come alive for her

And now she wonders who they were
Their names and faces all a-blur
the ones she once would trace and shade
she always saw for who they were

she used to see them all so clear
the crosshatch fades to palettes less than grey
But these days now the visions don’t appear
And watercolors always wash away

Oh, my lost key
Don’t you miss me?
all cross-legged on the floor
Singing songs we don’t sing no more
Oh, if you could fly free
You’d see right through me
Now your gaze is far away
I just wish there was a way
To bring you back

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from Round 24, Week 7, released October 7, 2019

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