the quality of Nothing

the quality of Nothing

A Poem by Hunter Zabbai

D       you tell me it means nothing 
Bb G   well you're better off you see 
D        Believing dirty myths
Bb C   In pre-historic magazines
D       But I'll decide my own fate
Bb G  The only way I know
D       I'll stay to the Center Lane
Bb G  and i'm gonna take it slow

F#     You don't know what
G      You don't know
A      And won't understand

b      This life ain't 
G      changing It's driving me 
A      crazy
D      Over, over, over again
b      but hold on to 
F #    nothing cause somethings 
G      coming 
A      Then you're world starts caving in

D Bb G x2

I'll speak my mind bout war and peace
and love and death and hate
And tell the world a message of hope
and we all can overcome pain
Old timers tell me it's to late
Sit back and watch the game
But if you hear this on the radio
Maybe we'll start the change

© 2010 Hunter Zabbai


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Added on February 26, 2010
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