Dear Song,



I hope you can forgive me. You came to me unexpectedly and I really wasn't prepared for it. Right from the start I struggled to accept you and you've been neglected as a result. I felt you had come to the wrong person and I just didn't know what to do about it. 



You seemed like something from another age, for another age. Certainly for another singer - I haven't the right voice to give you the kind of life you deserve, or the right sensibility. The simple and genuine emotions you contain are uncomfortable for me to claim.  



You contain no smutty double entrendres, no blues, you're not about a dog - you just don't seem like any of my other creations. To me you're more like something the Irish country music stalls play at car boot sales.. 



So I've left you on your own ever since you came into being nearly 3 years ago. You have mostly been hidden in the pages of the notebook I committed you to, only given voice in secret when I was sure no one was listening. 



As your birthday comes near I think it's time to set you free. I hope that you find someone out there to give you a life. The singing on the recording I have to send you on your way is shockin flat and I just hope it's enough to carry you to someone who'll give you a second chance. Maybe some nice singer out there would just make a better recording of you and post it back up to help you on your way - I'm putting a piano backing track in your bag and your lyrics too.



I wish you the very best, song. Goodbye.




Lyrics:

All you who've loved and failed to tell the tale,
All those starry eyed and breathless all alone
For reasons hard to bear in stories of despair and triumph
Now I'll sing of love that's true as stone

Share these first moments of wonder and of peace,
Share the ecstasy and share the gentle ease,
Of moments out of time, his moment meeting mine
And share the joy to feel it growing all the time...

What circumstances led you then to hide your love?
However could you hold it in your heart?
However could you bear the weight of beauty in your chest
Believing, or just knowing, it was truly for the best?
When the drumbeats filled your head and stole your mind
However could you hide it? What strength did you find?

Some starry luck has brought love home to me,
As unknowable and noble as surely only love can be,
And though my words are paper-thin, my head is bowed -
I bless my blessedness to sing of it aloud.

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