Lyrics for a nu-folk song I've been playing with a friend. Make of it what you will. |
Swineherder Born and bred to mind the swine, I've Never minded much Every night I dined with demons And shivered at their touch I'd wake and shake and check the hour And curse the lord of dreams And every dawn the herd grew larger I guess nothing's what it seems And if you ask me again Who's to say the answer'd be the same? For all you know I coulda been lying And if you stole me away How long d'you reckon I would stay? I could never leave my herd dying I know I want for nothing, that I Drown in surplus But now and then, again I seem to Want for purpose Is this my all, my self, is this Who I am? The swineherder who works alone to Cover up their sham I suppose So I suppose So I suppose So I will not take it any longer Well if you ask me again Then I swear the answer will have changed This boy they moulded will expose them And if you steal me away Forever in your arms and debt I'll stay The beasts I tended now seem loathsome And now I see how I've been blind And how the swine and demons in my mind Are, and always were, one and the same Give me some time to readjust To learn of love and loss and lies and lust Give me this chance to earn a new name |