Kind of oldschool hard rock. Somewhat dark.
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Story behind the song
This is from a poem I wrote several years ago. It was inspired by a dream I had as a young child.
Lyrics
Mr. Fancy Fiddle
Dances about his universe
In search of tunes to play
To lighten up the grey
Little does he know
He cannot chase the clouds away
By fiddling and muse
In times when stars refuse
To shine and light the night
He looks around and weeps
All the stars have gone to sleep
All the stars have gone to sleep
When he was small
He crawled through the wall
And hid among the pipes
So he wouldn't see
His mommies face
When she turned out the light
He couldn't see his mommies face
When held within her cold embrace
And promises she wouldn't keep
For all the stars had gone to sleep
All the stars had gone to sleep
Falling down within the wall
He landed in the sterile hallway
Brightly lit
Brightly white
A clown inside a fancy kiosk
Was handing out colored dreams
To take away the medicine
The bitter taste of screams
The boy looked down the shiny aisle
And saw a boy who couldn't smile
For he was just a skeleton
A cold white nurse
Accompanied him
He wished to give the boy a toy
Something nothing could destroy
But then awakened
In wet sheets
And all the stars had gone to sleep
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