Note: This song is for my story "Homing Bird" (2012) The video contains the song with my terrible editing. So ease up the sound if you dare to listen. Please take time to look up the tragic tale of the alapaevsk martyrs. Grand Duchess Elizabeth Feodorovna, Feodor Remez, Princes Ioann, Konstantin and Igor Konstantinovich and Vladmir Paley. Barbara the nun, Grand Duke Sergie Mikhailovich. It's not so sad to think that you are gone, it's remembering how you died.
I have a marching band
I have a schoolyard choir
I get my violin down
It moans out my heart’s desire
Down in the opera house
I’ve got an orchestra
Woodwinds, and brass play loud
Sing out cello and viola
Something is missing and I can’t find it
Someone is gone and they won’t be found
Somewhere is out there ‘cross the great wide open
Sweet symphony channel me your sound
Call in angels
Call in all an-angels
Seraph angels
Cherub an-angels
Lo, a drum and lyre
Who here knows how to play
Weep with the harp and obo
Comely fiddle wail my heart away
Piano may you be steadfast
Play until your name is fit to carve in stone
Organ why such deceitful playing
Hide in shame behind the breastbone
Something is missing and I can’t find it
Someone is gone and they won’t be found
Somewhere is out there ‘cross the great wide open
Sweet symphony channel me your sound
Call in angels
(Jah, send your angels)
Call in all an-angels
Seraph angels
Cherub an-angels
I speak through the orchestra
My Psalm is a forte sonata
Oh tempo rise don’t fall
Crescendo and wash me over
The Eternal Blue is ever uncorrupt
See heaven when its opened up
And if your opus stops abrupt
Beseech the Almighty…Call for angels
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Loved by The Sun
PoetryA collection of songs and poetry. Some I wrote just for sake of it and others are for my own stories. Still a couple that I wrote for the stories of other people. Each song/poem is accompanied by the year it was written and some have videos. I enjoy...
