Keaton Henson - Applaud The Writer lyrics
[Keaton Henson - Applaud The Writer lyrics]
Applaud the author, warm indoors
The waking dreamer, nary calm
A rosebud ne'er to open up
With battled mind and withered arm
Applaud the poet, out for lunch
All coffee soaked and ink for blood
His dreams now public food for thought
And thought it'self that comes as flood
Applaud the maker, working late
Who lives his life if only to
Have something worthy of the words
That he will write and read to you
Applaud the writer warm indoors
Who plays to play and can but lose
Pity the one who dares to think
And walk in other people's shoes
The waking dreamer, nary calm
A rosebud ne'er to open up
With battled mind and withered arm
Applaud the poet, out for lunch
All coffee soaked and ink for blood
His dreams now public food for thought
And thought it'self that comes as flood
Applaud the maker, working late
Who lives his life if only to
Have something worthy of the words
That he will write and read to you
Applaud the writer warm indoors
Who plays to play and can but lose
Pity the one who dares to think
And walk in other people's shoes