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I got me a ukulele. The result is this song. It's about a hypothetical character, a construction to illustrate certain things. In this case, it's about answers, or a lack thereof -- I remember that Cicero described memorizing a speech as mentally walking through a house and ascribing certain thoughts to certain objects. I just expanded that description to the pursuit of answers in life -- and the house is empty. This was done really fast, and I'm still getting used to the ukulele. Enjoy!
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Lyrics
You learnt ventriloquism
And wrote a novel ‘bout how we’re free,
You burnt syllogism,
Its bones in a hovel by the sea.
You left one morning while it
Was bright, trail paved by wine-dark leaves,
The sky was dawning in fits,
Lord knows a man is no more than what he believes.
There was a wraith of some
Past voice flitting on the water like breath,
You mused, over the tide’s granite hum
About the brittle sin of death.
When you left, the house was cold
And bare, the wood reeled into rot,
There – a prophet drowned in mould,
There – I’ve given it all, so tell me what I’ve got.
The barriers are torn down
To the ground,
The streets are brimming pale,
This is ground.
You wove windchime theologies out of smoke,
And every time the weaving broke,
An empty house when it broke.
And wrote a novel ‘bout how we’re free,
You burnt syllogism,
Its bones in a hovel by the sea.
You left one morning while it
Was bright, trail paved by wine-dark leaves,
The sky was dawning in fits,
Lord knows a man is no more than what he believes.
There was a wraith of some
Past voice flitting on the water like breath,
You mused, over the tide’s granite hum
About the brittle sin of death.
When you left, the house was cold
And bare, the wood reeled into rot,
There – a prophet drowned in mould,
There – I’ve given it all, so tell me what I’ve got.
The barriers are torn down
To the ground,
The streets are brimming pale,
This is ground.
You wove windchime theologies out of smoke,
And every time the weaving broke,
An empty house when it broke.
crissew
and very well done. Sounds like minstrel music to me. Really interesting lyrics. Enjoyed it!