Riders on the storm
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue
The angel opens her eyes
See the sun set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side
And I wince for you
You ain’t nothin’ but a hound dog
Cryin’ all the time
Come as you are as you were as you wanted to be
As a friend, as a trend, as a known memory
She’s got a smile that seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
Fortune, fame; mirror vain; gone insane
But the memory remains
Hello! Is there anybody in there?
Just shout if you can hear me.
Is there anyone at home?
Did I do it right?
Tried my best
Gave you every thing I had
Every thing and no less
Society, crazy indeed
I hope you are not lonely
This is a late entry to Ready, Set, Done! (Daily prompt on Nov 13)
Spotify has been running for hours and I have nothing except song lyrics in my head right now. So, I wrote them down as they came; misheard and misremembered. I then rearranged them to give some sort of order (?) and meaning (??). This was a lot of fun. I encourage you to try it. Cheers to all the amazing songwriters of past and present out there – they were my first voice before I found my own.