Solo Status
This band is lonesome.
Story behind the song
Had a poem laying aroundf for about 5 years figured I'd use it.
Lyrics
Blue Blanket hanging on the wall
If it knew the story , why, it'd tell it all
Blue blanket hanging on the wall
Shallow pools of liquid brown
Neither full or hollow
Withe withered endless faces
and many men to follow
Swimming in these pools of filth
exhaustless everhated
well within the caustic grin
the smile has long abated
Broken man knocking on the door
If he had anything, why, he'd give some more
Broken man knocking n the door
In between remaining dreams
Thoughts are torn asunder
While we hear the shadows fall
as gentle rolling thunder
and dreams that now have faded
as pictures long ignored
Judicious, jousted, jaded
the process draw the cord
Little boy thinking up some dreams
If he only knew that, why, it's not what it seems
Little boy thinking up some dreams
Shallow pools of liquid brown
neither full hollow
with withered endless faces
and many men to follow
Into the blinding mystic
with one last to dispose
Fear, folly, failure
I draw this to a close
