The Song of The Quiet Man

 

A lone voice sings.)

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For all the what if's 

And what for's

And all those crazy games 

We once so lovingly played

Including

Those forgotten ones 

Maybe clumsily waylaid

Like children's toys 

And now carefully 

Put away

I always wonder 

In this half-light

Were they always

Worth the price 

Especially

Those now 

Calling

At midnight 

With their bowed heads 

Those standing shining 

Proudly on loves 

Barren parade

Waiting for my attention 

To be fully vetted and paid 

As jealous slow-moving shadows 

In the background 

Of a new life

Smile 

Laugh 

And wave 

Dancing a Mephistophelian jig 

While

Listening to songs and sounds 

Sung and made 

By the Devil's Own

Seductive 

Black Brigade

 So as I now stand as stone

At midnight

Reliving the masquerade

And all the games 

We once played 

 Listening to the sad songs

Of the Black Brigade

I'm slowly 

Cut deep

By memories

Silvery blade 

But no longer afraid

As the band sings

Sad hypnotic songs

Played 

By Devil's own

Black Brigade

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

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