Sam Therapy
06-09-2002, 02:30 PM
Here is a song I'm working on with McFlytrap. I wrote the lyrics and McF has supplied some most excellent music to go with 'em.
It may be some time before this baby is finished, but here are the lyrics for your appraisal. I have posted them up before, but since this is a new forum I thought they would be appropriate here.
The basic idea was taken from several sources; a short story about memory editing, a Bowie song "Strangers When We Meet" (hence one of the lines) and personal experience.
Mindkiller
Now it’s all over and I have to come to terms
and consider the options - it’s such a can of worms.
If I choose to remember all the joy we have shared
I have to face all the pain - and I don’t know if I dare.
Like a living bereavement through every dying day
there are painful reminders of all that has gone away.
Through the cold concrete nightmares, forbidding and empty now
I can’t believe it’s so different - an alien world somehow.
Should I take all I have shared with you and erase it from my mind?
Spare myself this torture, and leave my emotions blind?
We’ll become part of the faceless crowds we push past in the street
with no spark of recognition, and be strangers when we meet.
This unbearable sorrow draining my life away
bereft of all hope, with nothing else left to say.
Blessed forgetfulness will lay down in my bed
rewinding the tapes of my life, leaving all the words unsaid.
And when I wake tomorrow you won’t exist for me
I won’t know what I have lost - won’t feel this misery.
I have heard that it’s better to have loved and lost
but fools who say these things never counted out the cost.
I will take all I have shared with you and erase it from my mind.
To spare myself the torture I will leave it all behind,
and in the faceless thousands we push past in the street
I’ll forget that I once loved you - we’ll be strangers when we meet.
It may be some time before this baby is finished, but here are the lyrics for your appraisal. I have posted them up before, but since this is a new forum I thought they would be appropriate here.
The basic idea was taken from several sources; a short story about memory editing, a Bowie song "Strangers When We Meet" (hence one of the lines) and personal experience.
Mindkiller
Now it’s all over and I have to come to terms
and consider the options - it’s such a can of worms.
If I choose to remember all the joy we have shared
I have to face all the pain - and I don’t know if I dare.
Like a living bereavement through every dying day
there are painful reminders of all that has gone away.
Through the cold concrete nightmares, forbidding and empty now
I can’t believe it’s so different - an alien world somehow.
Should I take all I have shared with you and erase it from my mind?
Spare myself this torture, and leave my emotions blind?
We’ll become part of the faceless crowds we push past in the street
with no spark of recognition, and be strangers when we meet.
This unbearable sorrow draining my life away
bereft of all hope, with nothing else left to say.
Blessed forgetfulness will lay down in my bed
rewinding the tapes of my life, leaving all the words unsaid.
And when I wake tomorrow you won’t exist for me
I won’t know what I have lost - won’t feel this misery.
I have heard that it’s better to have loved and lost
but fools who say these things never counted out the cost.
I will take all I have shared with you and erase it from my mind.
To spare myself the torture I will leave it all behind,
and in the faceless thousands we push past in the street
I’ll forget that I once loved you - we’ll be strangers when we meet.