Let me tell you a story. Or, rather, let me retell you a story.
The year is 1881, the place the Opera Populaire. A young girl named Christine has just replaced the Opera's leading lady and enchants the proprietors with her beautiful voice. But someone else hears her too, a mysterious figure with a masked face known only as the Phantom. He is enthralled with her music, but cannot bring himself to speak to her. The weeks pass and Christine continues to see him peering from the shadows, always watching, always afraid. Finally her curiosity gets the better of her and she follows him down beneath the opera to his wretched abode, a ramshackle dwelling among cast off set pieces and abandoned furniture. Even though his shame is so great that he drives her away, she pities him and continues to venture down to the dark underbowels to visit him in his dark existence. When she discovers that the only way he will ever listen to her is through song, she begins to sing, pouring out her heart in a beautiful melody of hope and light. And this is what she sang:
Night time fades and, waken each sensation
Darkness flee, and stir imagination
Silently commence to abandon your defense
Slowly, sturd’ly, dawn unfurls its splendor
Grasp it, reach it, powerful yet tender
Turn your face away from the shadows oh so gray
Turn your thoughts away from cold and silent night
And listen to the music of the light
Come away and leave behind your darkest dreams
Wash yourself of the life you knew before
Come with me, let your spirit start to soar
You will live as you've never lived before
Strongly, sharply, music shall empower you
Hear it, grasp it, let it now awake you
Open up your mind, leave those nightmares behind
Draw closer to the flame you cannot fight
The fires of the music of the light
Let your mind start a journey in this strange new world
Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before
Let your soul take you where you long to be
Only then can you truly be free
Leaping, running, sweet intoxication
Hold it, trust it, savor each sensation
Let your life begin, let your older self dive in
To the power of the music in your sight
The power of the music of the light
He alone can make your song take flight
Let Him sing the music of the light!
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January 17, 2013
February 21, 2012
Soldier's Words
This is a song me and one of my best friends have been working on; he wrote the music and I the lyrics. We're still looking for someone to sing it...
Verse 1
Tonight, I stand On fields of red
All around
The music’s dead
Softly, now
Unbidden, they come
Memories of old
The tears now run
Hope's fire fades
Sure and fast
Will this battle
Be my last
Valkyries come
To take me away
Will I leave
Or will I stay?
Chorus
Keep marching strong!
Keep moving forward!
You must move on
Till the battle's over
Hold high your sword
Honor My name
Carve out your hope
In eternal flame
Verse 2
Tonight, hope is gone
The battle
Draws closer
There is no dawn
For those who die
Fear comes still nearer
Bridge
Carved in stone, carved in flame
The words of my king
Telling me to be strong and face
The danger facing me
Chorus
Verse 3
Will I fall or will I rise?
Will I turn or will I flee?
Will I see dawn’s golden light?
I must finish for my king
Now we meet in full array
I stand hard with all my might
Lord, help me to never sway:
I will see dawn’s light!
Chorus 2
Keep marching strong!
Keep moving forward!
I must move on
Till the battle's over
The sound is strong:
I’m given vict’ry
I will move on
To heaven’s glory
Will I see dawn’s golden light?
I must finish for my king
Now we meet in full array
I stand hard with all my might
Lord, help me to never sway:
I will see dawn’s light!
Chorus 2
Keep marching strong!
Keep moving forward!
I must move on
Till the battle's over
The sound is strong:
I’m given vict’ry
I will move on
To heaven’s glory
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