To The Lead ...

And like an instrument, wired and tuned,
I never fail to notice when things are off pitch.

And like a Diva, in the back row,
I still know the lead guitar is missing.

...soul...

You always had it
You always doubted it
You never saw it
...but I did.

And like a ghost, in the back of my mind,
There isn't a lick I hear without thinking of you.

And like a shell, on the sand of the shore,
when I lift my voice, I feel a little hollow.

...soul...

You always had it
You always doubted it
You never saw it
...but I did.

And in the darkness, a lone cat in the alley,
I listen to the band down the way.

And like rocks in an avalanche, they all fall down,
there is no reason... there is no rhyme.

...soul...

You always had it
You always doubted it
You never saw it
...but I did.

And like the defeated, bruised and broken,
I walk up the stairs and open the door to something new.

And like the defeated, bruised and broken,
I hope you find your new door too.

...soul...

You always had it
You always doubted it
You never saw it
...but I did.