This is actually a 4-chord-structure song I wrote in about 20 minutes today...

Never Go Quietly

Amidst all of the media
That pop encyclopedia
And the stuffed suits in Washington
On down to the local fun
Do you feel down and out?
Are you getting drowned out?

Hey don’t say this is only me
Don’t tell me that nothing’s free
Every one of you has a voice
Every last one of us has a choice

Complexity is the Devil’s song
Make you forget where it all went wrong
Caught in the gears of the big machine
Forced to give up on coming clean
Suddenly everyone cheats at the starting line
‘Til the race is won by no one

Hey don’t say this is only me
Don’t tell me that nothing’s free
Every one of you has a voice
Every last one of us has a choice

Not too hard when we look away
To think we can wait it out for another day
So easy to heap up the anger
Roll down the window and hoist up the finger
Suddenly the mirror shows familiar
What is this? Am I part of the picture?

Hey don’t say this is only me
Don’t tell me that nothing’s free
Every one of you has a voice
Every last one of us has a choice
I will raise up my words
Every syllable will be heard
Make the sun rise at midnight
I will not go quietly, never go quietly

(8/11/10)