Just a Musician 2

(Verse 1) Clocked in early, the office light is cold Doing exactly what I’m being told My old classmate sits across the desk Checking the files, a bureaucratic test He’s the boss now, I’m the man in line He says the documentation looks just fine Asking ‘bout the family, asking ‘bout my girl Just small talk in this paper-heavy world. (Chorus) Then a voice cuts through from the table nearby A sudden spark in a stranger’s eye He shouts my name, a discovery made "A poet! A bard!" in this gray parade Leaning back slow, with a steady view And I say, "Musician"—just like Shevchuk do Yeah, I’m just a musician, keeping it true. (Verse 2) Maybe he found me in the digital deep While the rest of the office was fast asleep Maybe my songs are traveling the halls Echoing softly off these cubicle walls Seeing the nods, I see the hidden grins They know where a second life begins Behind the ledgers and the corporate seal There’s something they can’t audit, something real. (Bridge) From the podium to the office chair The truth is the same everywhere Checking folders, tracking time But you can’t put a rhythm in a life of crime A man of notes in a world of debt A name they’ve heard but haven’t mastered yet. (Chorus) He shouts my name, a discovery made "A poet! A bard!" in this gray parade Leaning back slow, with a steady view And I say, "Musician"—just like Shevchuk do Yeah, I’m just a musician, keeping it true. (Outro) Yeah, just a musician... Check the files, but hear the sound. Just working... While the world goes 'round. (Musician...)