tranquillant
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I don't know if it'll make any difference but I tried writing slightly different lyrics
than what I normally write and was just wondering how you guys see them?
Dead Poet
An empty paper
Quill and ink on the floor
Blood on the carpet
The moon gives a wink trough the window
Silence in the halls
No footsteps, just a candle
Flickering in the cold wind
The autumn is coming
A half full glass on the table
Red wine of vintage
A vial of poison on the table
Last words left unsaid
The grave is silent
No flowers, no stone
No weeping children
Only words fading away
The place overgrown
Forgotten by the world
Once a haven for the kind,
The kind who lived
Bulldozers are coming
The earth is shaking and crying
The wind singing its serenade
As the history crumbles to dust
People hurrying inside the great tower
Of new layers of stone and marble it was built
Only whispers of the past
Of the great thoughts it once held
I'm in the process of tracking the song right now, will post a clip when
it's in satisfactory condition.
than what I normally write and was just wondering how you guys see them?
Dead Poet
An empty paper
Quill and ink on the floor
Blood on the carpet
The moon gives a wink trough the window
Silence in the halls
No footsteps, just a candle
Flickering in the cold wind
The autumn is coming
A half full glass on the table
Red wine of vintage
A vial of poison on the table
Last words left unsaid
The grave is silent
No flowers, no stone
No weeping children
Only words fading away
The place overgrown
Forgotten by the world
Once a haven for the kind,
The kind who lived
Bulldozers are coming
The earth is shaking and crying
The wind singing its serenade
As the history crumbles to dust
People hurrying inside the great tower
Of new layers of stone and marble it was built
Only whispers of the past
Of the great thoughts it once held
I'm in the process of tracking the song right now, will post a clip when
it's in satisfactory condition.