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Martin's Song
One of the songs written at the High Sierra Songwriter Workshop, it was an impromptu assignment handed to me by Steve Poltz: write a song about how my guitar -- which had spent the night being passed around from one attractive person to another -- felt.
Lyrics:
When you passed me around the campfire last night
I felt so alive I hoped I'd never go inside that hardshell case again
When Tim played his song, I felt some sort of California high
Like I was playing rhythm at the Harvest sessions only for a moment
This is how I felt, did you feel it too?
When Alita picked me up and sang so gently over me
I felt so warm inside her cradle
My tuning pegs curled up a half a step
When Traci held me by the scruff of my neck
I felt safe, I felt secure
Just like a kitten with its mama cat,
A bird up in its nest in South Yosemite
This is how I felt, did you feel it too?
When Poltz played Paint The Town, the sun had barely risen
It felt so good to stretch my strings
After a long night sleeping in a tent
When you played your song for Luke
I felt so guilty, it's been 4 days
Since I felt his paws across my frets, chanting ma-ma-ma-ma-ma
This is how I felt, did you feel it too?
