The songwriting assignment: something outside your usual genre about a subject that genre doesn't work with. So I ran with it. Or sat with it... I read your name and didn't want to know you Thought I was alone inside this stall Seven numbers on the side Someone's sharpie, someone's pride I saw the writing on the wall Other men scrawled along beside you Left and right for favours big and small Invitations and abuse Words like hammers grammar loose I saw the writing on the wall Lonesome loops and lines across the doorway Scratches of a child pretending to be a man Threat and insult waiting for an answer Raw desire etched on paint with one lonely hand I could stay and add to shards of stories tell this tiny room I'm tough and tall Sign on for posterity but this bowl has enough of me don't have to say a thing at all I've seen your writing on the wall © 2016 words and music by Edward Moll (SOCAN) Listen to a snippet of the song and buy online today!