Don’t Mean A Thing At All by Rebecca Martin

DON’T MEAN A THING AT ALL (from the album TWAIN) R. Martin When all of the house lights are taken down And all of the people there That traveled for hundreds of miles around To hear their songs fill the air Their beauty, the quiet and heaviness The shadows they recall Don’t mean a thing at all A song would begin with a feeling That’s had when the melody came The words are assembled then written Its meaning is somewhat relayed On tip toes and reeling through misty eyes The writing’s on the wall Don’t mean