David Lingabee Songs & Songwriting

Sad people everywhere,
Visibly aging blows,
How aesthetically they cover them up,
But still they seem to show.

Matching painful tragedies,
An opening to love and hold,
Identifying experiences,
Through their eyes a lovable soul.

Chorus
Trying not to use them,
Though these tragedies scar so deep,
A common bond to share in love,
To warm the urge to keep.
______

Sad people everywhere,
Visibly aging blows,
How aesthetically they cover them up,
But still they seem to show.

Matching painful tragedies,
An opening to love and hold,
Identifying experiences,
Through their eyes a lovable soul.

Chorus
Trying not to use them,
These tragedies scar so deep,
A common bond to share in love,
To warm the urge to keep.
______

Listening can be helpful,
Loving feels so warm,
Letting them flow out what’s in,
A cleansing back to norm.

Persistent molding urges,
Not really who we are,
Makeshift ways to be oneself,
So sad it’s gone that far.

Chorus
Trying not to use them,
These tragedies scar so deep,
A common bond to share in love,
To warm the urge to keep.
______

These losses tend to build,
They stick to one like glue,
A being hopes they’ll leave at death,
A hope that ends askew.

Sad people everywhere,
Visibly aging blows,
How aesthetically they cover them up,
But still they seem to show.
______