Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Paper Hearted Ghost

As music shall be, warm and soft. Kind on the ears. Just like a busom, just calls you to be near.



Chamber - The Paper Hearted Ghost
(Imagine it preformed with bagpipe in background and in old Irish singing style)
Your skin was as white as the fresh fallen snow
your eyes where so bright with a promising glow
your lips red as roses and your hair black as coal
I would have given my life but you've taken my soul
There was nothing on you a man wouldn't admire
my heart made of paper and you've been playing with fire

I think I will never know why you chose me
but I know that I'm not the man I used to be
you knew you're my queen without realm without crown
just one look from you turned my world upside down
You didn't want a piece of me, you took the entire
my heart made of paper and you've been playing with fire

Your heart was so hungry and I was the feed
but soon you ate your fill and now I must bleed
you loved me forever but just for a while
you've broken my heart and my life with a smile
I'd never have dreamt of you being a liar
my heart made of paper and you've been playing with fire

I told you that I couldn't live without you
you promised redemption it proved to be true
you shortened my suffering with a long knife
first she'd taken my love then she'd taken my life
where we loved each other my bed was my pyre
my heart made of paper and you've been playing with fire

Now I'm hunting the land I'm prowling around
or so many years I've been searching but found
not a trace, I confess it's unfortunately true
I should be ashamed but I still do love you
There still is this damned so called burning desire
my heart made of paper and you've been playing with fire

Now you know my name as my story's exposed
now you know why they call me the paper-hearted ghost




Will find a link to this song. It has to be heard. The lyrics are wonderful (as you probably have noticed your self if you read this).

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