Bonnie said to Clyde one day…
“It was summer when we met.
Just one of those days you can’t forget.
Honest, upright and clean –
The nicest man I’d ever seen…
They changed you, didn’t they Clyde?
I’m happy as we are,
In our little getaway car.
The dusty trails we go on,
The bloody trails we leave behind…
Did I tell you that, red is my favourite colour?
What good would we have been
In cotton fields and gas stations?
No millions could we steal
In a world devoid of imagination.
Load your gun, I’ll wear my hat
And we will leave a mark.
No longer will we be wallflowers
Fading in the dark.”
A day later they both got caught.
Gunned and gory, their corpses were brought.
“Don’t bring me to the funeral parlour.
Bring me home” Bonnie had told her mother.
We were aboard that car
Eight decades too late, so what?
We also sang them songs
Of our freedom and our love.
They went ahead and did so many things.
We escaped and sank deeper into sin.
The motley van had left without us,
Eighty years had passed…
We discovered ourselves in a broken bus.
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How do you you come up with these things? Still trying to figure out the chord sequence :-). P.S : the "sun" thing was so apt.
"But maybe then you see things, that I simply do not."
i love this line. i am telling u this song reminds me of all the 60's country music type songs....esp stuff like san francisco by scott mackenzie.
aaaarghhhh! My song was called country again! Oh well. Chord sequence was based on the c-major scale....but g-string wanted it in the Dm scale. I just thought I could goof around with C, F, G and Am :-) hehe...still have a lot more to figure out. The song's meant to be about the transience of time...that you can never re-create a moment, even if all the basic ingredients are there. And I guess, it could be tentatively called a love song :-S
Absolutist's psychic forecast...this one is going to be really famous...on the lines of 'imagine' and 'stairway'. Can't waste such good lyrics...Working hard to make something good out of it. Keep on writing and inspire us to make good songs out of them.
i think i am getting close to the meaning. Love song...hmmm. But very good nonetheless and definitely not country...more like 'high hopes'.
changed the song into a poem. :-0
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