Wednesday, January 21, 2015

"Cause Unknown"...

(Author's note: This song will be twenty years old come summertime. I played this one for my mom back in '95. It had an instrumental intro back then, and she had a basset hound named Barney. I remember Barney looking at the stereo speakers during that intro, and slowly backing away in apprehension. He obviously didn't like what he heard. I think that intro is one of the best pieces of music I ever wrote, but I feel bad about the way Barney reacted to it. He was a really nice dog. When the music you write alarms man's best friend, you start to wonder what inspires you... -- JY)

She'd close the blinds in the afternoon
And stay inside with the television on
She'd sit for hours staring at the moon
And talk of lovers and friends forever gone
A broken heart like hers won't mend
So it never breaks again

Every year she'd take the flag
Given to her in exchange for a man
Every time she'd ask aloud
"When is this gonna help me understand"
A broken heart like hers won't mend
So it never breaks again

Meanwhile many other sons
In other parts of the world
Born and bred for genocide
Terrorists and police
And their commanders live safe from harm
Collecting one gold coin for each cadet
Who pays the price for peace

She passed away without a moan
Was laid beside the other of her kind
The papers said she died alone
Cause unknown and nothing left behind
A broken heart like hers won't mend
So it never breaks again

Meanwhile many other sons
In other parts of the world
Born and bred for genocide
Terrorists and police
And their commanders live safe from harm
Collecting one gold coin for each.cadet
Who pays the price for peace

3 comments:

  1. All I can say is WOW!!

    M.

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    1. Thanks.

      But, do you remember this? I've changed the lyrics a little since then, but the thrust is the same. If Barney were alive, he'd still hate it...

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    2. you're right, he probably would!

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