Hard to read

Verse

I met an old man had a Volkswagen van.

He was a cannabis fan.

He loved telling a joke, having a smoke

Feeling his toes in the sand.

Pre chorus

He was a metaphor, a simile

He was a ship at sea.

Chorus

He was a book of stories.

But he was hard to read.

He was hard to read.

Verse

We met in a bar where he played guitar

Said fame wasn’t in the cards.

He loved having a drink, making you think

Somehow he’d come from Mars.

Pre chorus

He was a metaphor, a simile

He was a ship at sea.

Chorus

He was a book of stories.

But he was hard to read.

He was hard to read.

Verse

He loved a good lie, a carnival ride.

Had what money can’t buy.

He loved walking the shore, eating his s’mores

Sharing a bottle of rye.

Pre chorus

He was a metaphor, a simile

He was a ship at sea.

Chorus

He was a book of stories.

But he was hard to read.

He was hard to read.

Bridge

He said I have fallen and I’ve been fallen for

I’ve been broken and broken hearts.

He said life is a story with twists and turns

Where we all learn to play a part.