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Mid-Summer Suite
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Mid-Summer Suite |
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Don_Juan Member
since 2004-04-08
Posts 252Far from where I am going 
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10 am my ears still abound with the sting of the alarm's wretched ring the mid-summer sun embraces the window shedding it's lust across the floor lighting my path and I stumble remembering half written prophecies they light your fantasy face so well, so well the premature sun brings you once again to my mind and never will I mind it. [chorus/motif] Only in mid-summer could this be this reoccuring fantasy flashes amidst a world of slumber dreams of your face in mid-summer this preconstructed metal waterfall bleeds warm charring crystal embracing all that shouldn't be carrying it away to never more cleanliness has never been attained quicker but my mind wanders,lingers,and doesn't forget steam billows past ceiling confines adding to the humidity and to the clouds [chorus/motif] Only in mid-summer could this be this reoccuring fantasy flahses amidst a world of slumber dreams of your face in mid-summer I always knew that the sun would hide away the gray has a certain splendor calmingly brooding drifting among the heavens shading my street and yours these clouds weep for us with howling wind they speak only for forlorn lovers "bring about understanding on common ground sympathize and realize parallel thoughts please do not look the other way let wandering eyes meet, just for once." it was on this mid-summer storm day that the wind did speak telling of obvious thoughts and in one breath darkness fell within the dead of afternoon [chorus/motif] Only in mid-summer could this be this reoccuring fantasy flashes amidst a world of slumber dreams of your face in mid-summer The deafening pink and melted orange of a homesick and sunless sky entrances without light the day begins as portable melodies call for my presence that teasing smile and honest laugh outshine the stars tonight your soul rivals the moon and I've told you this under the influence of love, nothing more intoxicated interestless eyes move about shrugging all away a sigh of relief bids adieu to festivities leaving only my eyes to turn upon a mid-summer night A song weaver serenades a return journey all in memory the music resounds as my day ends as it began with you on my mind. (This will be set to music sometime and, perhaps my band will play it. I hope you all enjoy and let me know what you think) nice use of muffin |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
a bit long for a song but I'm sure you can pull it off good luck to ya'll |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
I don't mind it's length...what I do enjoy about this, is the way it does seem to happen that way...you can be anywhere, doing anything, without thought, perhaps busy, preoccupied, and for no reason what so ever, the reoccurance of a time and place you were together, all of a sudden materializes in the mind's eye...as if the thought had a will of it's own... Yes, this was a significant write...sometime, the heart must bleed until it's dry beautifully expressed and felt. |
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Don_Juan Member
since 2004-04-08
Posts 252Far from where I am going |
I wanted to make a somewhat epic song (Extra long) about something that is fairly simple. I do think that musically it can be pulled off and since it's a suite the song will be a bit more music orientated. Thank you both for dropping and taking a look at my project. |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
I think it is beautiful. Juju - 1.) a magic charm or fetish 2.)Magic 3.)A taboo connected woth the use of magic |
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