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If I only had the discipline and/or the time, I’d consider myself a writer. I’ve always ‘fantacied’ myself a lyricist. To that end I’d like to share with whoever may find use for the following. I wrote this back in the late 80’s while working at a press brake machine. I was challenged to do so after being overheard sharing my desire to be a lyricist with a fellow worker during a conversation about my ‘lack of understanding,’ if you will, of most Thrash. Other than Metallica, of whom I love, (pre-Black Album only) I still do not like most Thrash. Can Metallica even be put in that category? Anywho…

Each and Every One of Us

Has it never occurred to you
That your mind can leave your brain
And enter a dimension of space and time
Considered to be insane
Only to return to the moment it left
To remember the soul of your name

As if you had just begun to recall
An event that had yet to pass
Like feeling the feeling of falling
Awaiting your destiny calling
Then to land in a bed of soft sand
But it’s quick and your life’s out of hand

Now each and every one of us
Is a unique point of view
But at the very same moment in time
I ain’t no damn different than you

Step back
Get a grip
Check it out
And get hip!

If this inspires someone to set it to music, not that I am so presumptuous to think that it should, would, could, or even might have the potential to so inspire, I ask only to be credited as the writer. I’d like to be able to consider myself a real lyricist. If it does not so inspire I’d still be interested in feedback.

Thank you,

David B. Coleman II