When the Grim Reaper comes a tapping at your window at night!
Singer - Songwriter from Shropshire in England
Born some moons ago, always loved writing and drawing sice i was a kid and have written songs since i was 13, over the years since i have recorded on everything from little tape decks to nowadays my yammy n12.
Eventually got brave and released some of my efforts at music onto the internet in 2007 followed a year later by a debut nerve shredding live performance of some of my tunes and a few quirky covers.
Story behind the song
in early 2017 I wasn't feeling very well and had a lot of heart palpatations, so I wrote this tale about the grim reaper getting ever closer each night. My windows do creak at night so decided to give the song a sinister side, almost like a scary bedtime story.
I basically jammed the backing track in DADGAD tuning to a drum track by Jim Dooley (YouTube legend) and then decided to make as much racket over the top of it. All in it turned out a treat and it's one of my favourites on my 2017 album "Wazzle Twizzle"
Lyrics
18
From yonder beside a shapely tree, I spied the eye that spied on me, through every moment dawn til dusk covered in letters tattered and torn
There but whispered like the breeze, excuse my failings and my daze, I’m all parked up taking a rest, enjoying scenery that’s still left, you my happiness still my guest, you my body now past its best, now my mind is in distress
Chorus
Oh darkness deep my hopeless friend I hear your charm is lost in the post, If you find it, please shackle my ghost, for he keeps tapping my window when my eyes wish to close
Just last night time yesterday, I woke up startled and wondered why, the dust had not settled at this scene, but had spread itself all over my dream
Now my chest grows tighter it makes freeze and I’m now frightened even to breathe, every ache now has a number and in every slumber I hear my scream
Rpt chorus then Bridge
When I was 18 I had the world at my feet, now I don’t look down at where they could have been
Solo then chorus
please now go wipe my sweating brow, show me heaven’s standing stone, pass my love to future days , in a blink of memory I came I saw but then I lost my way
I lost my way
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