In Pictures

In Pictures

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Jason says: I have this vision of a patriarch who's spirit has been bound to an oil painting of himself that he had made when he was still alive. He's trapped and forced to live out the rest of eternity watching his home and family carry on while he is frozen in time. I'm not sure that this is where this one will actually end up, but I think I have enough to mess with further down the line. The structure is a bit all over the place, so we'll call it a work in progress.

Roel says: Hey Jason! Glad that I finally got the time to finish this one. The bridge is a little crowded vocally, but that's of course my fault, trying to fit your great lyrics in the tune scheme I had in mind. I had to weed a few lyrical leafs, yet tried to stay faithful to your own text and the desired spirit. Thank you for being able to collaborate on two songs! Smile

Lyrics: 

.v1.
A watchsmith for a son
the love of a poet's wife
a standing pillar of the family
is what the newsmen write
With love on the outside
but no heartbeat living within
A moment frozen still in motion
and pale toned white skin

.ch.
My world stays still
as I watch yours pass by
no strength of will or deep desire
could change my time
In pictures I'll stay
once knowing love but now unknown
In pictures I'll stay
on the wall of the place I once called home

.v2.
My grand stories still get told
but told no longer by me
I'm able to listen on, unable to correct
all that others misspeak
Once the gold standard of wealth
Upon departure leaving only grief
Now a shadow of my former self
Framed in rectangle relief

.ch.
My world stays still
as I watch yours pass by
no strength of will or deep desire
could change my time
In pictures I'll stay
once knowing love but now unknown
In pictures I'll stay
on the wall of the place I once called home

.br.
With my own hands, through my own heart
I brought love to this room, this family
My sins untold had torn apart
my plan (of grace), a twist of fate left this reality
A tortured soul (bound) trapped to the very art
created to serve my sense of vanity
now here I'll stay
for every day

.ch.
My world stays still
as I watch yours pass by
no strength of will or deep desire
could change my time
In pictures I'll stay
once knowing love but now unknown
In pictures I'll stay
on the wall of the place I once called home



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metalfoot's picture

Neat concept and pretty well realized even in this draft; as you say, the structure maybe still needs some refining but this is interesting stuff.

Roel van Veldt's picture

I love the idea and how you worked it out in the lyrics, "Once knowing love but now unknown" that might me a kind of hell to me, you are powerless, can just watch, and they don't even know you're there. You can't beg for someone's attention, and if they pay attention, they don't even know who you are. I'm already inspired to put music to it. Jason, would you still like to edit the lyrics first or can I give it a go (always ready to do a new take when needed)?

§ Roel