I’ll be clear.
I think this is one of the best songs I’ve ever written.
No contest.
Unfortunately, 5 days after it was released, nobody has listened to it.
By nobody, I mean less than 100 people.
Here’s the lyrics.
I’ve added a smart link to all streaming platforms.
Please listen and share it.
Thank you
Simon.
A Winter’s Tale.
She saw the light, all Hallows ‘eve told her friends and family.
Mother Mary turning tricks again, on her knees in the cemetery.
The gospel choir sings out of tune, paint your face with sympathy.
This winter's tale, spun-out once more makes no sense to me.
‘Cos it means nothing you see.
They sell it to us all, they need you wanting more, here’s plenty you can watch it on TV.
They’ll fill your glass to drink your scorn, they’ll burn your beds to keep them warm.
Chastise you like a child who will not sleep.
But I’ll be waiting when you wake up from this dream.
Yeah, I’ll be waiting won’t you wake up next to me?
‘Cos you mean so much to me.
Yeah, you mean so much you, see?
Last minute lovers on Christmas eve, return to wretched families, old man out cracking skulls all night, full of ale and jealousy.
The teenage brides of the dealers on bikes, out their minds on ‘ket and weed.
This pantomime of their life of grime, watch it on daytime TV,
it makes no sense you see?
But it means something to me.
They sell it to us all, they need you wanting more, there’s plenty you can watch it on repeat.
They’ll fill your glass to pour you scorn, they’ll burn your beds to keep them warm.
Baptize you with their fears while you sleep.
Let’s walk the beach while the tide is high
Under desperate winter sun.
We’ll see no footprints in the sand of course, but I’ll carry you, my love
We’ll hide from those who’d kill us all.
With their desolate beliefs
And sing our songs to those we’ve loved and lost
As we kiss this new-year’s eve
And I miss them all you see?
I miss them all you see.A Winters Tale