My Darling Ruin
My first Song Fight entry in a long, long time. Nice to be back :)
Here we either have a loner exploring the fringe of extracurricular activities, or the effects on cold war anxieties of the Soviet's launch of Sputnik I.
It's a waltz, naturally.
Many thanks to anti-m for wonderful vocals to bring a fuller perspective :)
The recurring bleep-wash is a recording of Sputnik 1 made from Washington DC as it passed over. Oct 4th is the anniversary of Sputnik's launch, the first ever man-made satellite.download
don’t know half the things I’m looking for don’t know what it is I’m trying don’t know where to find what always seems to hide from me didn’t know she knew me years before didn’t see her smile with longing didn’t hear the crowd - breathing quite so loud - beside me what was that you said? who was in my bed this morning?
now I see the shadows on the door now I sense the lock is turning now I bet these ropes can’t hold me from the world before me that was days ago, so I’ve been told that was nothing ‘cept a warning that can’t really be - who’s in control - her or me what was that you said? who was in my bed this morning?
I looked inside the window - my darling ruin I looked inside my head - my darling ruin I looked outside and wondered was there no one in my bed? there was no one in my bed!
don’t know half the things I’m looking for don’t know what it is I’m trying don’t know where to find what always seems to hide from me
© 2007 roy walter
September 28, 2007 12:58 AM