tweedledee
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this is my most recent work. semi classical sound to the melody. it is called master weaver. (subject to copywrite laws)
Gleaming sphere
a chandalier
the crown jewel of the night
beckons forth the even' tide
calls it with her light
liquid silver figures dance
upon the satin sea
to and fro
her flounces flow
satin o'er petticoat
filling time with sacred mystery
Master weaver weaves her gown
sews the seams
and hems it down
ties horizen's sash around
weave oh Master weaver
thread of water weaver spins
sews to mend what's rent by sin
bids creations dance begin
she speaks of him
believe her
believe her
behold the sight
it holds her tight
a swath of velvet cloak
blackest black in softest silk
above her skirt it floats
hands of master
from the scatter
diamonds far and nigh
He counts each gem
it has been said
then fastens with a fire thread
fastens each one where it cam to lie
master weaver weaves her gown
sews the seams and hems it down
ties horizon's sash around
weave oh master weaver
thread of fire weaver winds
velevt to the satin binds
His tapestry of night will find
that morning shall receive her
receive her
(Vocal interlude, chorus again)
Gleaming sphere
a chandalier
the crown jewel of the night
beckons forth the even' tide
calls it with her light
liquid silver figures dance
upon the satin sea
to and fro
her flounces flow
satin o'er petticoat
filling time with sacred mystery
Master weaver weaves her gown
sews the seams
and hems it down
ties horizen's sash around
weave oh Master weaver
thread of water weaver spins
sews to mend what's rent by sin
bids creations dance begin
she speaks of him
believe her
believe her
behold the sight
it holds her tight
a swath of velvet cloak
blackest black in softest silk
above her skirt it floats
hands of master
from the scatter
diamonds far and nigh
He counts each gem
it has been said
then fastens with a fire thread
fastens each one where it cam to lie
master weaver weaves her gown
sews the seams and hems it down
ties horizon's sash around
weave oh master weaver
thread of fire weaver winds
velevt to the satin binds
His tapestry of night will find
that morning shall receive her
receive her
(Vocal interlude, chorus again)
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