Blood in the Dew (new song video)
LIVING-ROOM VIDEO #87. “Blood in the Dew”. This song woke me up in the middle of the night last night, begging to be written. There it was. 4 verses of lyrics, the refrain, and the melody. So I wrote them down, then added two more verses today. It is a song for our time and it speaks for itself. I hope it resonates. Here are the lyrics:
The flowers on the powder keg
have dried up undreamed;
while the buds on the jasmine
are not what they seemed.
At one time a kindness
opened all slammed-shut doors,
but now one dead clown’s grimace
controls countless wars.
I’m tired and I’m broken
but that’s nothing new,
and each blessed morning
There’s blood in the dew.
I look out my window
and I hear a bird sing.
There’s naught left in this world
to which I can cling.
Then you find yourself smiling
with naught left to lose,
and you walk on a tightrope
as they tighten the screws.
Their aim is to break you
so you’ll fall right in line.
But your weapon of choice is
to let your love shine.
[Refrain]
For it’s all been spoiled,
and the sweetness has all gone,
and the world’s shown its true colours.
“How long, O Lord, how long?”
I walked in a forest —
the thickest I’d seen;
and there in a clearing
(the deepest I’d been),
I found something hiding,
it was battered and blue;
but was full of resilience.
Then I said, “Who are you?”
“My name is T-R-U-
T-H — a cliché.
For few want to meet me
or to hear what I say.
So I’ve come to this forest
where I can only be found
by those who will love me:
They’re the true underground.
If you go from this forest
and recount what you’ve seen,
they will scorn you then kill you:
That mendacious machine”.
So I went from the forest
and I told what I saw,
and I’ll fight to the last breath
in this spiritual war.
[Refrain]
For it’s all been spoiled,
and the sweetness has all gone,
and the world’s shown its true colours.
“How long, O Lord, how long….
How long?”
© Copyright, Alan Morrison, 2022
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