How one incident as a child can scar you for life.
I have been writing songs and fiddlin' with the guitar for years and years but only decided to put them together since my divorce. Now I am playing catch-up, revisiting these old (and some new) lyrics or melodies and finally bringing them together.
I have hundreds of melodies and lyrics...and now as I match them up and put them out there I slowly realize that this is what I should have been doing all along, before life got in the way.
Not looking at becoming a star but would like to write and record and perhaps market this vast collection of "music" I have in and around me and offer it to the world.
Thanks for the listen.
Michael "Bluesriff" Brown
Story behind the song
A sexual assault at 13.
Lyrics
A Child Betrayed
copyright 2005 OpenMikeMusic
v1
For 13 years, he’s a happy child,
but by summer that would change.
The birds and the bees, disturbed and wild,
now Burt's a little strange.
pc
His innocence gone in the wink of an eye,
memory gone by the dawn of a new sky.
Everything changed, he didn't know why
but he’s never the same,
ch
he’s a child, betrayed,
where once he smiled and prayed
now runnin wild and frayed
his soul defiled, decayed,
now, look at the mess you made,
a child, betrayed.
v2
For 25 years he’s a bitter man,
it drove them all away.
No one could ever understand,
and he was too damned proud to say,
pc
how everything left in the blink of an eye,
his tears were gone, no more to cry.
With hate all around him, love on the sly,
he slowly lost his way,
ch
that child, betrayed,
once he smiled and prayed
now runnin' wild and frayed
his soul defiled, decayed,
now, look at the mess he made,
this child, betrayed.
musical interlude
v3
Now old and alone, he’s hangin on,
time's now his enemy.
Love’s a fleeting, deleting thought,
if you get too close you’ll see
pc
something strange
deep in his eyes.
The pain, the sorrow,
but keep walking by
‘cause the smile on his face
is just a disguise.
Don't underestimate,
ch
a child, betrayed,
who smiles and never prays
he’s runnin wild and frayed
his soul has died, decayed,
now, look at the mess you made.
