Hilikus
11/04/05, 08:54 PM
I havnt really posted much of anything in a long, long time so i decided to post a song that I wrote. I dont often write story songs like these but in this case i have. Its a pretty long and epic song, Kinda folk like. Just so you get a feel for what it sounds like.
Slander Is The Newest Trend
A man who lives off this urban environment
A man who travels these streets, like they are his home
His squalor was unbearable, but his poetry so beautiful
Each week he sent a letter sealed with a seal of hope
Inside was enclosed his garrulous speech of love
Convincing her that he was no farce
Convincing her that he should play the part
Of her lover, of her lover
This girl that he pleaded for was one of proper class
He was nothing more than a fragile man made of glass
She was of royal blood
He was of poor and mud
A story published in all of the local papers
Slander was the newest trend
He saw no end to his misery
Of his misery, Of his misery
How, can a man like him be in love with her
And How, can a girl like her be so convinced
Well they burned what few belonging he had
And they searched him out
He ran and hid when he could
And he ran and hid when could
As dawn breaks, he feels that he could win this
He calls out her name
And she calls to him
He calls out her name
And she calls to him
And her father says
“Take Him In, In, In”
“Take Him In, In, In”
And her father says
“Take Him In, In, In”
“Take Him In, In, In”
A soothing rain began to fall on the bodies of the lovers
It was morning now, it was morning now
A father wept over the body of his daughter
It was morning now, It was morning now
They left the poor mans body in the dirt
It was morning now, it was morning now
Slander Is The Newest Trend
A man who lives off this urban environment
A man who travels these streets, like they are his home
His squalor was unbearable, but his poetry so beautiful
Each week he sent a letter sealed with a seal of hope
Inside was enclosed his garrulous speech of love
Convincing her that he was no farce
Convincing her that he should play the part
Of her lover, of her lover
This girl that he pleaded for was one of proper class
He was nothing more than a fragile man made of glass
She was of royal blood
He was of poor and mud
A story published in all of the local papers
Slander was the newest trend
He saw no end to his misery
Of his misery, Of his misery
How, can a man like him be in love with her
And How, can a girl like her be so convinced
Well they burned what few belonging he had
And they searched him out
He ran and hid when he could
And he ran and hid when could
As dawn breaks, he feels that he could win this
He calls out her name
And she calls to him
He calls out her name
And she calls to him
And her father says
“Take Him In, In, In”
“Take Him In, In, In”
And her father says
“Take Him In, In, In”
“Take Him In, In, In”
A soothing rain began to fall on the bodies of the lovers
It was morning now, it was morning now
A father wept over the body of his daughter
It was morning now, It was morning now
They left the poor mans body in the dirt
It was morning now, it was morning now