Raven House Poets - If You Ask Me Lyrics

15 years old
Reckless I'm told
I'm packing my drums in the car
Up front Charlie's driving
He's instrument flying
Tonight we get to hear Rick Burt play guitar!

The stage is outside
A hundred acres wide
In a field on the outskirts of town
The bonfire throws sparks
Is it acid or art
That commands that our plainness be torn down?

I gathered all my dreams
In a jar on the shelf
I sacrifice, I bleed
For you and no one else
So, if you ask me
I wouldn't change my life at all

17 years-old
Agape at the River Hotel
The tortured black stripper pretends
Later that same night
There's a hell of a fight
As the band I'm in plays, "Beatles' The End"

Met a good friend
Who did not intend
Her solitude, to me, she would concede
At the weekend up north
Where we moved back and forth
Our starving young bodies did feed

I gathered all my dreams
In a jar on the shelf
I sacrifice, I bleed
For you and no one else
So, if you ask me
I wouldn't change my life at all

I'm 45 years old
With a daughter named Simone
I married that good friend and we built a life
So I peaked into that jar
Where my dreams sat looking dark
And I pulled them out into the blinding light

I gathered all my dreams
In a jar on the shelf
I sacrifice, I bleed
For you and no one else
So, if you ask me
I wouldn't change my life at all