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Lost, Forlorn
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Instrumental version for r.m.m.s people. Act 2 No 15, The Internet Opera. A classical, almost operatice finish as Katysails (oboe) bewails the failure of good intentions and the destruction of innocence before being dragged into darkness.
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Blues: guitar/piano/wind/drums instrumental or vocal. Satirical pop. World. New Age. Neoclassical. Celtic. Musicals. Classical. Opera. Even the odd bit of COu
A mix of Flying Tadpole, Tim Fatchen, and performances of The Internet Opera. Flying Tadpole has Blues, satire, light rock on offer. Alter ego Tim Fatchen concentrates on new age/neoclassical, usually instrumental and keyboard based. Styles like: George Winston, Yanni, Enya. The Internet Opera is musical and light opera, intended for performance with additional artists. Rocky Horror meets HMS Pinafore.
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Genre
Pop • Alt-Pop
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Peak #307
Peak in subgenre #8
Author
TJ Fatchen (Flying Tadpole)
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1996 Flying Tadpole (TJ Fatchen) All Rights Reserv
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August 31, 2004
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MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 3:02
Story behind the song
This is the last solo in the musical. Our heroine has seen her little internet world crash and burn about her, and still can't comprehend why. This instrumental version up temporarily for r.m.m.s people and any others who stumble in. See http://www.internetopera.netfirms.com for more
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LOST, GONE, ALL THAT I LOOKED FOR, LONGED FOR, ALL GONE . . . I'M LEFT HERE HURTING, LOST, FORLORN. ALL THAT I DESIRED, AND ALL I WANTED US, EACH ONE TO BE, ALL THE GOOD, THE JOY, THE HAPPINESS, THE TEARS, THE HONESTY, DRIFTS AWAY, BEYOND MY REACH AND VISION, DRIFTS, AND LEAVES ME LOST, FORLORN. WHY, WHY? WHY MUST WE END SO BADLY? WHY, WHY, DOES ALL THE BEST FADE SADLY AWAY? CAN'T WE TRY, ONCE MORE? WE'D GET IT RIGHT WITH JUST ANOTHER CHANCE. WE COULD BE THE WAY WE WERE WHEN WE BEGAN THE DANCE. WE COULD STILL BE WHAT I HOPED FOR, SEARCHED FOR, NOT THIS ACHING, BROKEN, TORN. LOST, NOW: YOUR HEART'S GONE FROM MY KEEPING . . . DUST, NOW: I STAND HERE WEEPING, LOST, FORLORN. Copyright(c)2002-2004 Flying Tadpole (TJ Fatchen) All Rights Reserved
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