This is kind of a really strange first blog post here.. but the thing is, I have looked everywhere for this and can't find it. I have been a fan of Graham Smith's song writing for a long time, and the song 'Two Guitars" is one of the best songs I've seen written. I have looked everywhere on the web for the lyrics to this song, but eventually just had to write them down (or at least make an attempt to). If you find these lyrics while searching for them, perhaps you can help me out. I'm sure I've fuckd it up a bit.

So here you go, Graham Smith's "2 Guitars", from the album "Final Battle"

I’m much happier than I seem to be
Life is laugh-out-loud, hilarious, 24 hours a day

And I have stuck to that belief vehemently
And that’s no doubt, the primary cause of my uneven grief and malaise

So I’m still whispering
In case you haven’t noticed
I’ve gone half way down to dumb
and heaven only knows what’s next

And you’re still not listening, you’re losing your focus
The noise develops and envelops you until your deaf

But its just all too easy, another unproductive day
So I ask you if you you’ll ever need me,
You say no, no, so I can’t say you never told me so

But you’re breaking the rules,
your laying the ground work for a rebellion
You’re playing with fire,
you’re making a liar out of me
And you’re playing the fool,
enabling the ouster of all your skeletons,
Take a minute and let it settle
and are you proud to be a runaway?

Amongst a throng of strangers, a threat if only to yourself
You quench your thirst with some new anger
But its never ever quite enough, and the evidence is piling up
And the slender ties that bind are stuck, I’m out of time and I am fucked

This absolutely wasn’t supposed to happen
It was supposed to be a walk in the park
But then the storm clouds descended
Our sojourn ended, and now were making art in the dark

And I told them not to say a single word to you
This is the last thing that I intended to put you through
What could I have expected her to do?
And by some cruel twist of fate the last thing she heard was two guitars

One manic and one angry, that faded like to streaks of light
But they sounded like a happy family, as they kissed here sunken cheeks goodnight
To float away on down the river, and never come upstream again
Oh I promise that I won’t deliver…

Bury me in Tennessee, far away from Venice Beach
And all the enemies I’ve made here
We had such good chemistry
I never needed you to censor me, or treat me tenderly
But then that plenipotential energy poured down like rain and rendered me
Utterly, unendingly speechless

So now by God I hope you see, you could have been a better friend to me
I’m sure you’re whistle as the threnody plays
But as they drop my body into the brusque indignant earth
I know you’re realize how sorry
You are for whatever its worth
But unfortunately that precious little
And a few precious uncaptured moments too late
Its over baby, its official, so now tell me was it worth the wait?