- Votes:
- Composers:
- Douglas Mac Millan
- Michael Connell
 
- See also:
Connells - Uninspired lyrics
Well the steel in his strings 
 Cuts into his fingers 
 And the lines that are left 
 He knows so well 
 And the words that he screams 
 Sift through the smoke and sweat 
 While his wandering mind 
 Tries to tell... 
 To tell him he's uninspired 
 In some weary, absent way 
 To tell him he's simply tired... 
 Then the sound rolls in 
 And lifts him up and in to the place he should've been 
 Then the sound rolls in, and lifts him up and in Connells - Uninspired - http://motolyrics.com/connells/uninspired-lyrics.html
 And when all has been drained 
 He wrestles with the feeling 
 Of an unfelt refrain that he knew too well 
 And the words that he hears, 
 Because they compliment 
 Are the words that he fears, 
 Because they tell... 
 They tell him he's uninspired 
 In some weary absent way 
 They tell him he's simply hired here. 
 Then the sound rolls in. 
 And lifts him up and in to the place he should've been 
 Then the sound rolls in...









