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[Writing] There (lyrics)

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The elegance of a swan on a sparkling pond
draped in that dress you used to wear
I wake into a world where you’re long gone
or maybe, maybe you were never there

Maybe you were never there

Pulled from the debris of a splintered family tree
I was the one who taught you to care
Suddenly I see that you’re no longer with me
or maybe, maybe you were never there

The radiance of a star that shines from afar,
smile on your face and sun in your hair
One day I find that I don’t know where you are
or maybe, maybe you were never there

A spectre in retrospect,
I wonder if it’s true
I sit down and I reflect
on the time I spent with you

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Comment or whatever if you want.
« Last Edit: May 25, 2015, 09:44:38 AM by boe »

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Take out that one line after the first verse and I'd say yer happenin'.

Reminds me of a girlfriend I had once. Ack.

Good shit, D
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Eh... thanks.
If it conjures up thoughts of a failed relationship, I guess I've done my job right.
The repeated line after the first verse does work when it's set the music, though.

I may as well post this here, too:

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Dilettante
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Rubberneck, water tower
A glass jaw and cast-iron heart
Broken arm, the midnight hour
I’ve come to watch you fall apart
It’s true, you’re overdue
You said we’d go together,
didn’t you?

In all my life, the solid ground
is the only stable thing I’ve found
If anything, I might commend
the fact that you could comprehend

Diamond light, a ruby river
Stones I keep in place of eyes
Shattered life, could you forgive her
even once she testifies?
It’s true, we’re overdue
You said we’d live forever,
didn’t you?

In all my life, the piercing sound
is the only constant thing I’ve found
If anything, I might commend
the fact you bothered to pretend

Poor stray cat, a waiting game
We have betrayed our sisters
Take a seat, disguise your shame
tend to your scrapes and blisters
It’s true, you’re overdue
You said you would stand by me,
didn’t you?

In all my life, I’ve been alone
that’s the most consistent state I’ve known
If anything, I might commend
your every effort to transcend,
the way you played the part of friend

It’s been years since I have looked at you
and now the earth has split in two
I really do believe it’s true,
this conversation’s overdue
 

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A knight in shining armour
upon a valiant stead
There’s no harm in fantasies,
but they’re not what you need
Suburbanite turned acolyte
you tried to spread the word
You shouted it from rooftops
but no one ever heard
Your knight in shining armour
will never, ever come for you
I don’t mean to dash your dreams
I’m sorry, but it’s true

Woke up from a nightmare
in which I was a child
Two years old, bought and sold,
learned what it meant to be exiled
Woke up from the next life
far into the past
a rogue balloon tried for the moon,
escalating fast
Woke up from a new world
inside a memory
six years old, good as gold
but no one wanted me

There’s a calico messiah
and the shadow of a hope
You try to realign your mind
but you never learned to cope
One triumph made the headlines
and you cut it from the page
but paper, just like memory
disintegrates with age
You retreat from everything
but even still, you wait
Your hope to find your white knight
will not disintegrate

Woke up from a daydream
to find myself in class
my desk was full of drawings
my hands were made of glass
By now my amour’s rusted
and I’ve thrown away my shield
The remnants of our happiness
are scattered through the field
A bitter sort of reverie
bears upon my mind
commanding me to search for
something I will never find

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Sounds witchy and feminine... not bad. Witchy in the wiccan sense, I mean.
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