In the Same Key

In the Same Key
Quizmo LaGrande

We run to play separate guitars,
Our separate styles,
Our separate scars.
We both play out our separate bars
In the same key.
We run and sing our separate songs,
Same rhythm, different wrongs.
We must abide our private qualms
In the same key.
In the same key of life,
In the same key.

Sometimes frustration weaves the chords
With aggravation’s spiteful swords
Words that hurt can’t be unsung
In the same key
But we run to play in separate rooms
Still we’ve mastered every tune
And darling we’re playing
In the same key
Sometimes the key of strife
But in the same key.

Having you is everything.
Having you is all I sing
And care about…
Having you.
Having you is all I need
You fill my life and plant my seed
Of longing, loving, cheerfulness
Having you, I must confess
Is sounding,
Dear, sounding
In the same key.
Is sounding
Yes sounding,
In the same key

Sometimes we have to run and hide
It’s okay to go inside
And take a trip, through lonely into only
The person merely we know best
Not always gracious nor stands the test
But just playing, by heart, not like the rest
In the same key
In the same key of life
In the same key
Play the same key
Please sing with me…
In the same key