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Compromise |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada 
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Don't know why I like these long acoustic guitar folk song types of lyrics but they just come out that way.....Ah what the hey anyway....LOL! I know this stuff ain't commercial but then everything I do every day is so it's just an escape. Compromise Those high school sweetheart days we lived, Testing out the so called sins We'd sing in sunsets spilling gold I remember songs we wrote. Sittin on the graveyard fence your searchin body so intense my guitar strung against the world, and you right there my steady girl. mothered me just like a boy I smothered you like a toy. The world was ours at seventeen me for you and you for me. In the heat we'd sing a toast to King and Taylor's lyric rotes, the words of life we recognized would mask the truth with compromise One on one a sculpture carved together we were modern art. A model for the world to see we'd sing of change with words of peace. We were clean and music deep just like moonlight on the sea. We lived fairy tales of hope brand new home the future wrote. We made plans for endless tasks working on our dreams to last. Those growing years we spent together we thought they'd go on forever. But the nature of the boy singing songs telling stories opened doors beyond the stage here tommorrow gone today. When the praises came to rest I tried to fight them with my best but the change from boy to man can blanket many early plans. The years upon your welcome breast have stayed with me at heart no less. But I booked to other spoils some freedom from our midnight oil. Now I sing the tavern shift a folksey rover with a gift. But there's a lost and unheard verse that can't explain our love and work So I play us but there's no you, just beer drenched bars and late reviews. But when it comes down to the truth there was no gamble in our youth. Swept away by rushing tides we filled the needs we craved inside. But changes flow from buried streams an surface in the thoughts we breed. But it's never final past the end Cause in the chorus I hear a friend. The world was ours at seventeen me for you and you for me. In the heat we'd sing a toast to King and Taylor's lyric rotes, the words of life we recognized would mask the truth with compromise true love never looks after it's own interests |
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DaysofView Member
since 2014-04-01
Posts 433Just A Slice Of The Pie |
You are so awesome I hardly know what to say!  If I were more than I am, I'd see things differently instead of the same all the time. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Why thank you Days that certainly is a kind comment and I appreciate it very much. Eric true love never looks after it's own interests |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
I, for one am glad you keep posting these lyrics..They are a refrehing change from the normal music in most peoples lives.. Pop culture-pop music don't attract me none.. This one, partial line is worth more than any lyrics in any song by the "Bieb" or Kanye. "...the change from boy to man can blanket many early plans." Or John Prine's lines "I used to sleep at the foot of old glory And awake in the dawn's early light But much to my surprise when I opened my eyes I was a victim of the great compromise" Good stuff Eric |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Enjoyed this, Eric, and it took me back to my youth in a good way. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Oh yeah, this is reminisce of the sad country songs I grew up listening to in my young years back in that little dusty town in Arkansas. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
enjoyed reading this...james |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Thanks ice. Have to go with you on that, the new stuff just turns me off, not all of it but the majority. Always a Harry Chapin fan I love these rambling acoustic folk songs. However, I do love John Prine. He came to my home town about two years ago and I got a chance to see the show, it was great! that 1/4 lb of ground round is still a burger when it goes downtown.. Gotta love him for sure....... I live in a college town and political town, the capital of the province and there they were at Prine's show, professors, social workers, members of parliament etc. Music can be such a catalyst for balancing the whole mass of human structure. Thanks again Eric true love never looks after it's own interests |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Thanks Helen, glad you could take that journey through those words. I appreciate the visit and comment. Eric true love never looks after it's own interests |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Jerry, thanks for correlation to your youth and the music you listened to. If someone is reminiscing because of my lyrics then I feel I might have accomplished something. I appreciate the visit and the comment. Eric true love never looks after it's own interests |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
James Glad you enjoyed it. Eric true love never looks after it's own interests |
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