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Re: Ballad of the Broken
Reply #3 - Apr 25th, 2009 at 7:00pm
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Seems to lend itself for reading & contemplation or hard deafening rock where words are lost, ...can't begin to imagine the music, unless the guttural march cadence of the castle guards near the end of the Wiz-of-OZ...movie

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Re: Ballad of the Broken
Reply #2 - Feb 11th, 2006 at 11:51pm
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I wish I could hear this set to music!   Smiley

What I offer is just my opinion so please feel free to ignore anything I say.   Wink

{omit}[add]

Oh hear me sing 
{The}[A] ballad of the broken.  To avoid multiple 'the's.

Hear the voice 
Of your smiling fallen angel. 
Sweet melodies 
Mask the screaming 
And soft music hides the torture. 
Oh hear me sing 
{The}[A] song of the broken 
With the voice 
Of a fallen angel. 
 
We lie in the street 
Unnoticed in the crowds 
Who are heedless to our cries. 
Under hurrying feet 
We are crushed and broken {more}[down]. 
A shattered diamond walkway 
Mirror[s]{ing} the night sky. 
Tell yourself endlessly 
That the broken cannot feel. 
Live that lie forever 
And pretend we are not real. 
 
Oh hear me sing 
{The}[A] ballad of the broken. 
Hear the voice 
Of your shattered fallen angel. 
Sweet melodies 
Mask the crunch of diamonds 
And soft music 
Covers {the} strangeled scream[s]{ing}. strangled
Oh hear me sing 
{The}[A] song of the broken 
With the voice 
Of a cursed angel. 
 
You watched as I flew 
Far higher 
Than the stars 
The moon and sun. 
But then you 
Tore {the} feathers from my wings, 
Broke my fragile bones 
And revelled in the 
Obscenity of what you had done. 
I can fly no more, 
For I am like a 
Broken bird lying dead 
My once white feathers 
Stained blood red. 
 
Oh hear me sing 
{The}[A] ballad of us, the broken. 
hear the voices 
Of {all the} tarnished saints 
Reluctant sinners. 
Sweet melodies 
Mask despair 
And soft music 
Whispers promise{s} 
Of care. 
Oh hear me sing 
{The}[A] song of the broken 
With the voices 
Of every dying angel.   
 
Not knowing the music or rhythm it's hard to know if I messed it up.  You may use or lose them as you see fit.  It's a very sad song and I can imagine it being sung to slow music.  Just wish I could hear it!

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Re: Ballad of the Broken
Reply #1 - Feb 4th, 2006 at 7:07pm
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I liked that. Brought back a lot of memories.
  
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Ballad of the Broken
Dec 21st, 2005 at 11:14am
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Written as a song, but i cant write music...tell me honestly what you think




Oh hear me sing
The ballad of the broken.
Hear the voice
Of your smiling fallen angel.
Sweet melodies
Mask the screaming
And soft music hides the torture.
Oh hear me sing
The song of the broken
With the voice
Of a fallen angel.

We lie in the street
Unnoticed in the crowds
Who are heedless to our cries.
Under hurrying feet
We are crushed and broken more.
A shattered diamond walkway
Mirroring the night sky.
Tell yourself endlessly
That the broken cannot feel.
Live that lie forever
And pretend we are not real.

Oh hear me sing
The ballad of the broken.
Hear the voice
Of your shattered fallen angel.
Sweet melodies
Mask the crunch of diamonds
And soft music
Covers the strangeled screaming.
Oh hear me sing
The song of the broken
With the voice
Of a cursed angel.

You watched as I flew
Far higher
Than the stars
The moon and sun.
But then you
Tore the feathers from my wings,
Broke my fragile bones
And revelled in the
Obscenity of what you had done.
I can fly no more,
For I am like a
Broken bird lying dead
My once white feathers
Stained blood red.

Oh hear me sing
The ballad of us, the broken.
hear the voices
Of all the tarnished saints
Reluctant sinners.
Sweet melodies
Mask despair
And soft music
Whispers promises
Of care.
Oh hear me sing
The song of the broken
With the voices
Of every dying angel.
  
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