A song about loss
Words, music, vocals, guitars and keyboards: Brian Booth. Recorded by Jim Riley at Ranscombe Studios, Rochester, Kent, UK, who also provided acoustic percussion. Remastered using the IAC service September 2006
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fiogf49gjkf0d Untold Tale
Words and music: Brian Booth, copyright 2005
And why am I frightened by beauty in my hand?
Is it simply being scared of what I don’t understand -
Or the thought that hope, most fragile of flowers
Can die in the desert of a few silent hours?
If I could describe for you your half-perfect smile
Or that look of boredom that’s all part of your style
Perhaps you’d see why I feel completely outclassed
Clutching at something that just cannot last
When you’ve turned on your radio, did you ever hear
A song with words that rang out, truthful and clear?
That sang out loud all you’d been meaning to say...
I wish I could do that for you, I wish I could play
I wish I could play, how I wish I could play…
And so I must let go of you, before we get hurt
I’ll never be in your league, and I ought to revert
To looking out for someone slightly more real -
But I wish you all love and care, and a much better deal
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