Where's The Next Dylan?

Where’s the Next Dylan?

Written by Martin J. McDermott

Streaming is cheap, but it costs us all,

(Where’s the next Dylan, where’s the next Dylan)

Voices are fading, the giants fall,

(Where’s the next Dylan, where’s the next Dylan)

Sold out dreams on a discount shelf,

(Where’s the next Dylan, where’s the next Dylan)

We need a truth that can save ourselves.

(Where’s the next Dylan, where’s the next Dylan)

[Chorus]

Where’s the next Dylan? Who’s gonna stand and say?

Where’s the next Dylan? We’re running out of songs to play.

Where’s the next Dylan? The world is waiting still—

A voice of fire, a voice of will.

[Verse Two]

Paintings are pawned, the poets are broke,

(Where’s the next Dylan, where’s the next Dylan)

Stories get lost in the media smoke.

(Where’s the next Dylan, where’s the next Dylan)

The business wins, but the soul gets killed,

(Where’s the next Dylan, where’s the next Dylan)

Where’s the spark, where’s the skill?

(Where’s the next Dylan, where’s the next Dylan)

[Chorus (repeat, harder)]

Where’s the next Dylan? Who’s gonna stand and say?

Where’s the next Dylan? We’re running out of songs to play.

Where’s the next Dylan? The world is waiting still—

A voice of fire, a voice of will.

[Bridge]

Don’t sell the soul for a nickel and dime,

Truth in the music is a sign of the times.

A voice will rise, it always will,

To light the dark, to beak the still.

[Chorus]

Where’s the next Dylan? Who’s gonna stand and say?