Write It Down

You see a child in an old black carriage,
A couple bickering through a bad marriage,
You walk all over town--
and what you see, you write it down.

It gives you inspiration,
for the tales inside your head.
One day you might be published,
or they'll find them when you're dead.

Write it down...
write it down.
In that blue notebook
that you carry around.

What did she say?
What did he do?
And most importantly,
what does that mean to you?

You see a man talking on his cell phone,
Catch some words of his bored old dull drone,
Find a pen left on the ground,
And what you heard, you write it down.

Look at the pen clasped in your hand now,
Who dropped it, what do they have to say now?
You'll never really know--you'll make it up as you go.

Write it down...
write it down.
In that blue notebook
that you carry around.

What did she say?
What did he do?
And most importantly,
what does that mean to you?

Lay on your bed, staring at the ceiling,
Close your eyes, fade away to dreaming
Dream of a masquerading clown,
and when you wake, you write it down.

Write it down...
write it down.
In that blue notebook
that you carry around.

What did she say?
What did he do?
And most importantly,
what does that mean to you?

Write it down...
write it down.
In that blue notebook
that carries you around.

Where did you go?
Why did you leave?
When are you coming home
from the Land of Make-Believe?