Armistice
Son of Yoda
So this was a long time coming. Completely recorded twice, two complete sets of lyrics, and four different attempts at a chorus on the second set, until I finally said to to myself after the fourth attempt "I fear this is not working!!!!" and I realised that those very words were the chorus I'd been looking for all this time. True story.
No 6+ minute epic this time, a positively trim 4:59.
Stalking Horse
As usual I've listened to this so many times I have zero idea about it any more, so have at it as we say in Blighty. All feedback taken on board, especially of the "Cut 2db @ 1500 " nature - my ears being a tad dusty.
Thanks in advance, ladies and jellybeans.
The Words
She is a siren, she is a fighter
Temptress for the fallen, un-requiter
She carries her pain like a good luck charm
It keeps her from feeling, it keeps her from harm
I fear, this is, this is, not working
I fear, I fear, this is, not working
Yet we sit drinking and compare vignettes
I spit on the dice and I place my bets
Yeah she was really beautiful in a bloodless sort of way
Didn’t matter what I did, didn’t matter what I’d say
I fear, this is, this is, not working
I fear, I fear, this is, not working
Some other city’s calling, it’s time to pull an oar
To lock up all the memories, to push out from the shore
Where there’s music for the happy and poems for the sad
There are flowers for the lovers and silence for the mad
Where the wild ponies of her affections aren’t free to run and roam
And I don’t have to deal with all her beauty
Where there are no signposts to her stately pleasure dome
And the chase is not a duty
And I can’t ride her stalking horse
Back home
Sometimes hiding is the best thing you can do
Stay away from that which you pay worship to
Take all your temptation and lock it in a chest
Throw away the key and put your soul at rest
And just what would we have done with eternity anyway
This feels like a victory in a strange peculiar way
I fear, this is, this is, not working
I fear, I fear, this is, not working
No 6+ minute epic this time, a positively trim 4:59.
Stalking Horse
As usual I've listened to this so many times I have zero idea about it any more, so have at it as we say in Blighty. All feedback taken on board, especially of the "Cut 2db @ 1500 " nature - my ears being a tad dusty.
Thanks in advance, ladies and jellybeans.
The Words
She is a siren, she is a fighter
Temptress for the fallen, un-requiter
She carries her pain like a good luck charm
It keeps her from feeling, it keeps her from harm
I fear, this is, this is, not working
I fear, I fear, this is, not working
Yet we sit drinking and compare vignettes
I spit on the dice and I place my bets
Yeah she was really beautiful in a bloodless sort of way
Didn’t matter what I did, didn’t matter what I’d say
I fear, this is, this is, not working
I fear, I fear, this is, not working
Some other city’s calling, it’s time to pull an oar
To lock up all the memories, to push out from the shore
Where there’s music for the happy and poems for the sad
There are flowers for the lovers and silence for the mad
Where the wild ponies of her affections aren’t free to run and roam
And I don’t have to deal with all her beauty
Where there are no signposts to her stately pleasure dome
And the chase is not a duty
And I can’t ride her stalking horse
Back home
Sometimes hiding is the best thing you can do
Stay away from that which you pay worship to
Take all your temptation and lock it in a chest
Throw away the key and put your soul at rest
And just what would we have done with eternity anyway
This feels like a victory in a strange peculiar way
I fear, this is, this is, not working
I fear, I fear, this is, not working