Nashville

Feeling the scorching heat rolling off your skin

As you walk the hilly streets.

But here it’s a sweet heat,

That just soaks into your body.

Walking down these streets

Listening as the candy-coated notes

Glaze over and penetrate your mind. A sugar rush.

As if the melodies were your own candy store.

Hearing the twangy tunes

Bubbling out from bars and restaurants

Like a continuous creek

Winding its way through the tourist filled street

Then from the narrowed sidewalks

Are the ones trying to be found,

With their beat up guitar case

And a fist full of change at the ground.

Come from afar

To live out their dreams

The waiters before

Might one day be more.

They serve us our food

And they are nobody,

But then wait a few years

And watch, they’ll be somebody.

Like the kid at BB Kings serving you gumbo and rice,

Who just moved down here last week,

Sayin’ he’s a singer believing this move

Will eventually have paid the price.

For this is what this town does

And why people love it so much,

Scorching heat and all

They will always come to be more.

But I have just come for fun

To live out my dreams? Yes.

But unlike others, living in the heart of this music

Will be fulfilling my dream enough.

Because while they have all come here to make it big,

I have just come here to play.