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What (Other Plans?)
A six-act play set in, and based on events in,
Second Life
Starring:
JOANNA — as Free, The Twilight Spirit
MISS CHAOS — as a barefoot fiddle player in a peasant dress
KA-KLICK — as Kak, a bass player who sings
DADAI — as a singer
RSCHLETTY — as another singer
snowdragon — as Snow Gretzky, a space vampyr dragon pirate masquerading as a rock star with six and 12-string guitars
artwork — aprildnj, Luna, snowdragon
A six-act play set in, and based on events in,
Second Life
Starring:
JOANNA — as Free, The Twilight Spirit
MISS CHAOS — as a barefoot fiddle player in a peasant dress
KA-KLICK — as Kak, a bass player who sings
DADAI — as a singer
RSCHLETTY — as another singer
snowdragon — as Snow Gretzky, a space vampyr dragon pirate masquerading as a rock star with six and 12-string guitars
artwork — aprildnj, Luna, snowdragon
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Lyrics
What (Other Plans)?
Well we've come so very far but still have very far to go
I wrap your dreams around me lest my fears begin to show
And today is just like any other day
We shovel fog in a most peculiar way
And we watch while many others work at play
If, they can
Life's what happens while you're making other plans
Through a haze of waking hours I dream I am asleep
But it really wouldn't know if I have promises to keep
And the League of Nations pledges its support
While they're planning to do nothing of the sort
They only covet the approval of the court-
Te-sans
Life's what happens while you're making other plans
And time devours everything; we've learned this to be true
And the frozen gaze just follows what the burning others do
You can't tell any losses from a win
And you find that this predicament we're in
Signals for the critics to begin
Their pans
Life's what happens while you're making other plans
Where are we? The convergence of the three.
Who are you? I am Free.
What do you ask of me? Seduce me.
The shattered vista's glory is just waiting in the wings
Ready to emasculate the mighty Lizard Kings
Tattered gypsies fade in caverns over there
It wasn't me who hid them, this I swear
Noble princes often blame the Amer-
Ee-cans
Life's what happens while you're making other plans
But there must be some solution, she said, her dress was torn
Must we always be forsaken, wishing we were never born?
Eating snails and figs they face the rites of spring
Mindless of the suffering they bring
They anticipate a gathering
Of clans
Life happens when you're making other plans
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Well we've come so very far but still have very far to go
I wrap your dreams around me lest my fears begin to show
And today is just like any other day
We shovel fog in a most peculiar way
And we watch while many others work at play
If, they can
Life's what happens while you're making other plans
Through a haze of waking hours I dream I am asleep
But it really wouldn't know if I have promises to keep
And the League of Nations pledges its support
While they're planning to do nothing of the sort
They only covet the approval of the court-
Te-sans
Life's what happens while you're making other plans
And time devours everything; we've learned this to be true
And the frozen gaze just follows what the burning others do
You can't tell any losses from a win
And you find that this predicament we're in
Signals for the critics to begin
Their pans
Life's what happens while you're making other plans
Where are we? The convergence of the three.
Who are you? I am Free.
What do you ask of me? Seduce me.
The shattered vista's glory is just waiting in the wings
Ready to emasculate the mighty Lizard Kings
Tattered gypsies fade in caverns over there
It wasn't me who hid them, this I swear
Noble princes often blame the Amer-
Ee-cans
Life's what happens while you're making other plans
But there must be some solution, she said, her dress was torn
Must we always be forsaken, wishing we were never born?
Eating snails and figs they face the rites of spring
Mindless of the suffering they bring
They anticipate a gathering
Of clans
Life happens when you're making other plans
You have been logged OUT!
Sounds like Moody Country Blues. The song is epic. Thanks for the inclusion. I sang my contribution so long ago that I had almost forgotten. But hearing the final production brings the lyrics sharply back into focus.
You have penned some mighty lyrics which aptly describe the human condition. "We shovel fog in a most peculiar way" is a perfect companion to my own lyric from Rise Up, Cowboy where I wrote, "He rides the clouds in most peculiar ways."
We are a peculiar lot -- musicians, creatives, dreamers, scribes, wits, visionaries, hopefuls. We make life so hard on ourselves. You have some very rich imagery here. I do not know what it all means. A poem-song ripe for interpretation. Perhaps this could be alternately titled Stairway to Basement Console.
May the Twelve Days of Christmas renew hope. Perhaps we can all start to escape from our real and imagined bindings. Wrestle daily.