More apocalypse, less angst
i am working on a new song for which i have posted the lyrics below, it’s still in rough form, but i am sufficiently happy with where it’s going to share here what i have written so far. the meter isn’t straight forward, so you really have to hear the melody to understand it as a song…. but that will have to wait for some time.
67, 68, 69….
glitter in the broken glass
that lines these alleyways
a story you weren’t meant to hear
among these many days
girls working the corner
of a long, dark avenue
as the night drifts on forever
ch:
but who has gone missing now
and who really cares
the cops that walk the beat have said
that girl, she ain’t gone anyhow
and,
how did the sun rise
above her empty bed
the light that pushed a star
out of the sky
it is a long stroll
between today and tomorrow
a strategy to stay alive,
a strategy for sorrow
and when rest comes
it’s in a flap of folded paper
because a kiss don’t last forever
ch.
bridge:
mona, elsie, jacqueline
ruby, ingrid, marilyn
cara, tammy, catherine
when are you coming home?
helen, brenda, angela
debra, dawn and georgina
sheryl, verna, teresa
when are you coming home?
if you hold on long enough
and dangle from your knotted thread
you might get freedom for a moment
or a place to lay your head
and i hope i get a chance
to hold your hand in mine again
for this won’t last forever
ch.