Lyrics
When I was younger, I saw my daddy cry
And curse at the wind
He broke his own heart and I watched
As he tried to reassemble it
And my momma swore
That she would never let herself forget
And that was the day that I promised
I'd never sing of love if it does not exist
But darling, you are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
Maybe I know somewhere deep in my soul
That love never lasts
And we've got to find other ways to make it alone
Or keep a straight face
And I've always lived like this
Keeping a comfortable distance
And up until now I had sworn to myself
That I'm content with loneliness
Because none of it was ever worth the risk
But you are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
I've got a tight grip on reality
But I can't let go of what's in front of me here
I know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up
Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
And I'm on my way to believing
Oh, and I'm on my way to believing

-Paramore

I found an old acoustic cover that I did some time ago and I have stopped making music but I liked how this track turned out and it should be here for others to listen to if they want a different take on Paramore's "The Only Exception". My voice was really weak but the gibson j45 that I was using sounded amazing and rang well after each chord played. Well enjoy and feel something because I was feeling a lot during this take. As always, Support the Arts!

The Only Exception Acoustic - Paramore Cover - Nik Teller

"Be not too tame, neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor. Suit the action to the word, the word to the action; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature. For anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing, whose end, both at the first and now, was and is, to hold, as 'twere, the mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure. Now this overdone, or come tardy off, though it make the unskillful laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve..." 
- Marlon Brando.

"And in sleep the painful memory of suffering trickles before the heart, and it comes unwillingly to understand; but indeed it is a violent grace of the spirits" - Aeschylus

"In the name of art and everything art stands for, remember this: Art is only the search. It's not the final form." - Gary Busey.

-Welcome to my side of the mountain. These are all my solo jams. I play the guitar and sing vocals in unison on all my tracks.- Nik

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