I wrote the first (and so far, only) song in this series a couple of years ago, and posted it online, here: A Mirror Cannot Love. It's based on the Irish proverb: The eye of a friend is a good mirror.
I've had another tune of the same form bullying its way around my brain for a while, now. So today, I thought I'd try to placate it by coming up with lyrics for it. And I figured that I'd try another Irish proverb I like, just for kicks: A word is more lasting than worldly wealth.
And here are the lyrics I hammered out (so far):
Oh, each and ev'ry penny on this Earth
Is counted somewhere, on some banker's page.
But coins all turn to dust, and lose their worth.
'Tis words we trade that live from age to age.
This coin will slip between
My fingers in a day
But ev'ry word you ever spoke
Is in my heart to stay.
Great Ceasar's coin is now a tarnished thing.
It cannot buy a simple loaf of bread.
But tales he told still make us want to sing,
And to remember, though great Ceasar's dead.
This coin will slip between
My fingers in a day
But ev'ry word you ever spoke
Is in my heart to stay.
This penny in my purse I'll trade away.
It will be sure forgotten by day's end.
But all your words are in my heart to stay.
Their weight and worth the measure of a friend.
This coin will slip between
My fingers in a day
But ev'ry word you ever spoke
Is in my heart to stay.
How carefully we guard with lock and key
Each shining coin that comes into our share
Oh, how much richer would our lives all be
If we traded words with equal care?
This coin will slip between
My fingers in a day
But ev'ry word you ever spoke
Is in my heart to stay.
---
Unfortunately, when I introduced the lyrics to the melody, they held thier tiny collective noses, and said: "Yuch! That tune's stinko! We want one of our own!" Apparently, the melody isn't too enamoured of the lyrics, either, as it just shrugged at this insult and said: "Whateva!"
I guess I'm not done yet...
I've had another tune of the same form bullying its way around my brain for a while, now. So today, I thought I'd try to placate it by coming up with lyrics for it. And I figured that I'd try another Irish proverb I like, just for kicks: A word is more lasting than worldly wealth.
And here are the lyrics I hammered out (so far):
Oh, each and ev'ry penny on this Earth
Is counted somewhere, on some banker's page.
But coins all turn to dust, and lose their worth.
'Tis words we trade that live from age to age.
This coin will slip between
My fingers in a day
But ev'ry word you ever spoke
Is in my heart to stay.
Great Ceasar's coin is now a tarnished thing.
It cannot buy a simple loaf of bread.
But tales he told still make us want to sing,
And to remember, though great Ceasar's dead.
This coin will slip between
My fingers in a day
But ev'ry word you ever spoke
Is in my heart to stay.
This penny in my purse I'll trade away.
It will be sure forgotten by day's end.
But all your words are in my heart to stay.
Their weight and worth the measure of a friend.
This coin will slip between
My fingers in a day
But ev'ry word you ever spoke
Is in my heart to stay.
How carefully we guard with lock and key
Each shining coin that comes into our share
Oh, how much richer would our lives all be
If we traded words with equal care?
This coin will slip between
My fingers in a day
But ev'ry word you ever spoke
Is in my heart to stay.
---
Unfortunately, when I introduced the lyrics to the melody, they held thier tiny collective noses, and said: "Yuch! That tune's stinko! We want one of our own!" Apparently, the melody isn't too enamoured of the lyrics, either, as it just shrugged at this insult and said: "Whateva!"
I guess I'm not done yet...
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Date: 2005-07-14 01:47 am (UTC)*goes off to fill forms for money-begging, sigh*
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Date: 2005-07-14 02:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-07-14 11:08 am (UTC)