through my fingers

oh elusive song. i try and try to catch you. again and again. sometimes my greasy mits are just right. sometimes they fumble and stroke too much. and lose you. so many moods overtake me. the stress and strain. the excitement of bringing something new into this world.

it begins with a rhythm. sometimes a chord progression. sometimes with a melody. for me, it's rarely the lyrics. though i saw a sign the other day that read in huge, bold letters:

TAX
DIVORCE
BANKRUPTCY

i'd like to get some song from this.