Some of my early
lyrics are naïve and weird, and I like them very much. Maybe it’s because they
remind me of younger days, when I felt free to experiment. I was testing my
wings. This morning I played trombone in a 20-piece orchestra for church, and I
only did a so-so job. I haven’t been practicing, so that’s not surprising.
Music has taken a back seat to school and writing and reading and history and
art. Things change. Things fall apart. I’m trying to put them together in a
whole new way.
To God and Back
© 1984 Brian
Hutzell
When I went to
high school people asked me who I was
So I told them
When I graduated
they knew who I was
When I left for
college, they asked me who I was
I said, "I
am someone special,"
And they knew my
name
On my very first
job: "Where are you going?"
I said, "To
the top!"
And they
remembered me
Working my way up
I was asked, "Who are you?"
I told them as I
rose above them, "Don't forget my name."
I traveled to the
far side of the country
And they said,
"Who are you?"
I told them,
"Someone big."
Now they
recognize me
I went to other
countries and they asked me who I was
I said, "I'm
a leader," and they took me for a king.
I visited other
people in a galaxy far away
And they asked me
who I was
I said, "I
come from Earth."
They asked me,
"What is Earth?"
I told them and
they worshipped me as a god
At the end of the
universe I leapt into the next
And they asked me
who I was
I told them,
"I am god."
They asked,
"What is a god?"
I told them and
they said, "You're crazy!"
