I write lyrics far more often than songs, but still sadly seldom. I just saw this. A bit preachy perhaps, but it's a memory of some poor Filipino kids with their faces pressed against the glass looking in at us eating. I've seen it in China too. It usually ends in me buying them fast food!:-) Go for it, if interested. I'm not even sure if it's finished, so I'm not precious about it.

Interestingly, I found some poetry that was meant to be songs that I can't even remember writing. Too dense for a song, I suspect. I've added them at the end for anyone who wants something to read over an instrumental (as suggested above). Lyrics to cut your wrists to.

Neil

Hungry Eyes

A hungry child looks through the glass
His baby sister holds on fast.
Happy families spending time
Eating, talking, feeling fine.
They look at me with pleading eyes
Watching me pretending not to see.

I ought to care, I shouldn't stare
I need to understand.
But yet I know the awful truth
I've known it all along.
It could be you not seeing me
If life had played out wrong.

Her tattered clothes and lonely face
Hope always finds a place.
His hopeful smile and cheerful gaze
The homeless people never praised.
Never free from poverty and need
Wanting to be me pretending not to see.

I ought to care, I shouldn't stare
I need to understand.
But yet I know the awful truth
I've known it all along.
It could be you not seeing me
If life had played out wrong.





Sadness radiates memories of unremitting pain and madness
Of friends and follies long forgotten eternal in the lives of all who knew.
I loved you true, you frantic fool. I loved your gaiety, young and noble.
I waited. A young man, his time revealed, now old I revel in my past long gone.
Amidst the petticoats and drinking glasses, his laugh, her smile, their nod surreal.
Staggering in the darkness, together bound through gratitude and vanity.
Dark flesh, warm skin, loneliness abates momentarily the eternal emptiness.
And so I go unknown, except by time alone, only to return the wiser perhaps?



I look upon your lonely corpse. Where is my love?
The soft, brown, earth, the sensual curve,
The warmth, of loving arms entwined,
Bodies lost in mindless play.
I feel that haunting, desperation
Two souls connected, together whole, never to be more.



I am cold,
Oh lonely fish.
Swimming alone in the sea of humanity
Happy, conscious that all is nothing, and nothing is real
Except for you, my love, my world
My life, my everything
My wife.



Last edited by lambada; 01/08/18 07:11 PM.
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