So I got this idea after writing a blog entry xD It's for my little sister, and the older sister instinct I've always had. Enjoy! Oh yeah, the Beatles came up with the line 'while my guitar gently weeps' first, I think. ;) the rest is mine.
Verse 1-
Don’t look outside my dear,
the world is all black and white.
There’s nothing there that you’ve seen before,
no grey, no world of dreamers and quiet spirits.
I’m afraid for the way your eyes would close from the sadness
that oppresses us all.
I would rather keep you locked in an ebony tower,
never to come down,
your golden hair flowing over and out the window.
I’d rather you see the world through the eyes of a child,
never through the eyes of sullied and the wrong.
Your purity is of the upmost importance to me,
so here in this tower you will stay
in your white dress,
without blood on your hands.
Chorus-
And so, while my guitar gently weeps,
I’ll lull you to sleep.
To wake up during a better time,
when you could close your eyes.
My guitar tells you of places far away,
where you can escape in dreams of the fitful.
I’ll keep strumming those chords,
ready for the day when my sore fingers can cease.
They’re tired, they’re hungry, they’re begging.
But I can’t stir my feet from the determined path I lead.
And so, my guitar gently weeps,
over you.
Because I know I can’t go on forever.
Verse 2-
Give me a minute,
the tears are flowing too fast.
I told you I couldn’t keep going forever,
but I didn’t realize that forever was ending so soon.
Maybe I put you in too tall of a tower,
too far from reality.
Maybe I should have told you what the world said to you,
as you gazed longingly from your window.
Don’t you see they want to take you,
tear the innocence from your body?
Don’t you see they want to feed on you,
corrupt you till you're never again the Lily I knew.
I can hear your voice in the back of my head,
as I try to take it up again.
You keep telling me there’s no need, that you’ll never leave.
But how could I believe that, when I see the truth in your baby blues?
Chorus-
And so, while my guitar gently weeps,
I’ll lull you to sleep.
To wake up during a better time,
when you could close your eyes.
My guitar tells you of places far away,
where you can escape in dreams of the fitful.
I’ll keep strumming those chords,
ready for the day when my sore fingers can cease.
They’re tired, they’re hungry, they’re begging.
But I can’t stir my feet from the determined path I lead.
And so, my guitar gently weeps,
over you.
Because I know I can’t go on forever.
Bridge-
The ending is near,
I can see the fear.
I’ll protect you as long as I can.
But in truth I never was to begin with,
I always knew you’d escape somehow,
climbing down the sides of the tower.
You must have found what you were waiting for,
and I’m glad deep down inside.
But I’ll keep on playing,
till the end of time.
Chorus-
And so, while my guitar gently weeps,
I’ll lull you to sleep.
To wake up during a better time,
when you could close your eyes.
My guitar tells you of places far away,
where you can escape in dreams of the fitful.
I’ll keep strumming those chords,
ready for the day when my sore fingers can cease.
They’re tired, they’re hungry, they’re begging.
But I can’t stir my feet from the determined path I lead.
And so, my guitar gently weeps,
over you.
Because I know I can’t go on forever.
Ending-
I’ve got my mind made up,
my fingers have stilled.
I’ll never forget you,
the way your eyes danced,
the way your hair shone.
My guitar will sing your story,
as long as I keep strumming.
SPARKLEDOUBT!
This is a very beautiful song. As an older sister, I totes understand your side of this story. It's hard having to let them out sometimes, but they're about as stubborn and crazy as we are, wouldn't you agree?
Let me get the nitpicks I found out of the way before delving into my thoughts:
I wonder if you meant an ivory tower? I don't know if an ebony tower really fits with the whole pure and innocence thing. xD
Dreams of the fitful don't sound as pleasant as the speaker may intend. :c
Okay, so! This story is fun. And seriously, with me, you can never go wrong with a fairytale metaphor. Just never. I loved it. And I really loved this song. I wish I could hear it with music!
It's really hard to determine just how much I liked it if only because, by reading, I didn't get much flow or rhythm out of it. It's a nice jumble of words -- a beautiful jumble of words, in fact -- but I didn't feel very satisfied by the end. In fact, I wonder if.... I noticed how awkward jumping from the Rapunzel theme right into the chorus' modern time was. At least, I didn't imagine the speaker holding the guitar, and unless they were an extremely lovely Mother Gothel, I didn't see how the speaker could get in the tower and pluck a guitar for her. xD That part confused me, so the transition between settings kinda threw me off.
I also would have liked to see a more dramatic build up to when she escaped. That really seems like the climax of this piece, but it was tied in so easily and snug between all the other words around it that it didn't hit as hard as it probably could have.
You have a beautiful piece, though. I very much liked it.
Keep writing!
Jabber, the One and Only!
I LOVE this Spark! This is awesome!!
"My guitar will sing your story,
as long as I keep strumming" This is my favorite line through the whole thing.
"The ending is near,
I can see the fear." I like this one too!