True Art is Lonely
words & music: JP Den Tex
Watch the neighborhood’s China chef
Walking his comical furry dog
I’ve never heard him raise his voice
They’re so at peace they don’t need talk
But the restaurant that they own
Keeps losing customers it seems
Although the Dim-Sum that they serve
Is worth a thousand fast-food dreams
True art is lonely
True art’s a lonely place to be
True art is lonely
It doesn’t beg for sympathy
Watch the singer on the sidewalk
With his worn-out Stetson hat
If the coins don’t come quickly
He’ll put it right back on instead
He’ll keep strumming for the wind
For that rare uncommon bird
For them truly wild at heart
Whose cri-de-coeur ain’t often heard
True art is lonely
True art’s a lonely place to be
True art is lonely
It doesn’t beg for sympathy
They say this kingdom that we’re chasing
Is no longer written in the stars
Yet the moon will stay its course
Won’t even blink
True art is lonely
True art’s a lonely place to be
True art is lonely
It doesn’t seek no strategy
Watch the cliff house taking shape
As the starlight slowly fades
Early riser on the beach
Takes a breath and meditates
Is G… dead or is he all?
Plain human fiction, or a fact?
Just watching his break of dawn
One cannot but praise his act
True art is lonely
True art’s a lonely place to be
True is lonely
It doesn’t seek no strategy