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Initial d deja vu kidz bop12/16/2023 ![]() ![]() I don’t picture this in any way similar to that at all. An obscure Jess Roden song gave me the initial idea and I had totally forgotten about the titles similarity to a Black Sabbath track. I could imagine this building up into a great melancholy dramatic track that brings a lump to your throat. ![]() Slow bluesy and with a sad tone to begin with but with the chorus getting more and more passionate as the song progresses. if it then this would probably be one of mine. Is it allowed to have a favourite of your own lyrics …. Won’t someone tell me what I’m supposed to doīecause there’s so many things that I just don’t want to let goīut this world keeps tearing out my heart The rain inside my heart it hammers down so hard and so coldīut I’m left standing here feeling so alone and so oldĪnd when the night falls, sleep it only seems to come and to goĪnd the moon just no longer seems to glow My whole body’s aching and my will is breakingįeel like I’m just killing myself to live I’m looking into my eyes trying to search for the very depths of my soul Tells the sad tale of love’s initial enthusiasm disappearing in the cold light of day. in the style of Frankie Miller obviously. It needs to be a mid paced soulful bluesy thing I think …. It could just as easily be called “Look At Me Now”. This started with the line “I’m up all night just walking around” which partially came from a line in a Frankie Miller song and I just couldn’t get it out of my head or out of my mind even. If there’s a place in your heart for my loveīecause I’d give you everything that I’ve got I’m left standing in this valley of fears I can’t find a way to get my mind off you My burning heart turned colder than stone You looked so perfect in the cool moonlightĮven the light of the moon has started to get me down With just one look from you I knew it was right What’s good for one is bad for another etc Lyrically it’s all about seeing things from different perspectives. I can imagine the chorus being belted out by a good singer with a strong bluesy voice. I wrote this on one summer afternoon and picture it as a Joe Cocker, Michael Bolton or possibly even Bad Company type track. Nowhere to run, no place to hide, nowhere to go That’s why we’re tortured souls, we’re battered and beaten We want something to be realised, and something never to have beenīut we can’t all get what we pray for, that should be easy to seeīecause what gives freedom to the chained, might chain the free Now we all have our fears, and we all have our dreams ![]() He vows today he must tell her, for he senses she must have a clueīut his resolve will desert him, just like she knew it would doĪnd they’re tortured souls, they’re battered and beaten She smiles at him so sweetly, it makes his heart want to cry He drives slowly around the corner, until he catches her eye ![]() So she stands on the corner, to get what they needīecause she’s a tortured soul, it’s battered and beaten She’s been alone for so long now, without a hand to holdĮxcept for those of her children, they stop her heart growing coldīut they all sit around the table, hungry mouths to feed They said kill him for your country, then his land you can tendīut he’s a tortured soul, it’s battered and beaten Sees him hiding still as a mouse now, though he once was a friend He moves swiftly through the shadows don’t want to strike too soon Not a sound in the farmhouse, just the light of the moon Got nowhere to run, no place to hide, nowhere to go This war isn’t his battle, but it was his fathers landĪnd he’s a tortured soul, it’s battered and beaten He stay still as a mouse now, loaded gun in his hand So now his heart it beats faster, but he won’t give in to the fear There is a movement in the shadows, he knows the time is near Temporarily at least here is as good a place as any for them to rest awhile and anyone who wants to cast a critical eye over them is more than welcome …………. The majority of them are from the Bad In Albania project but some go right back to the Mandrake and Mandrake Root days. That has closed down now so they need a new home. What follows is a selection of unfinished songs from the last thirty years or so in lyric form that used to live on my publishers website in the Netherlands. ![]()
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