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You’re lost, little girl
You shouldn’t have come here
And I sure ain’t in the mood
To make new friends
Go home, little girl
The shadow’s drawing near
And you, all alone
We both know how this ends
Let’s see how far she bends
We all know how this ends
Thanks for the welcome, it's my first time here
You’ve made your feelings for me crystal clear
You play your show, I’ll just go grab a beer
Didn’t come here to quarrel with you
Love what you’ve done here, this place comes up well
You’ve nailed the theme, it really feels like hell
Guess you’re not looking for new clientele
Just as well, that’s a five-star review
Let’s try the easy way
Hear what I have to say
They get younger every year
Little bigshots that drift through here
Think they’re bringing something new through the door
And you’ve heard it
A thousand times before
Honey I’ve heard it
A thousand times before
Honey I’ve heard it
A thousand times
Why would I come down here and start a brawl?
I’m just running out of time is all
If it’s true that I’m just lost and small
Why you keeping your guard up?
Now she’s lifting riffs from Pan
So familiar, so secondhand
What a stock, dime-a-dozen troubadour
Honey we’ve heard it (A thousand times before)
A thousand times before (You’re no kind of muse)
Oh, we’ve heard it (You can’t fill those shoes)
A thousand times
Well, then, I guess you’ve heard it all before
Gave it my best and then you slammed the door
Raises the question who else you’d ignore
Stay in the dark and fight your endless war (They get younger every year)
Certain you can’t be surprised any more (The little bigshots)
You know there’s someone else I that speak for (Think they’re bringing something new)
But you’ve heard it
Do you hear that?
Calliope
If she had something to say
Would you turn her away?
Please, don’t do this.
You’re lost, Persephone
You’ve buried yourself
On stage in the blinding lights
You’re hiding here
You ate a bad seed
That’s not on me
Rotten too long
Blossomed all wrong
We change shape
In time, you’ll see
We all rot away into who we will be
Your youth wasn’t stolen like it was from me
Let me help you!
Don’t touch me!
I don’t need help from any of you!
I was alone when you-know-who
Kidnapped and crushed all my dreams till a muse
I just want Calliope back!
You overcame so much on your own
You should be praised
I’m done throwing stones
Please, believe me
Do you see me
Bowing down to you, my Queen
Underworld
I hereby concede
You wanted blood, well
There’s no more to bleed
Your queen’s above that
Now I get that
But can you help, Persephone?
Help a lost little girl
credits
from Stray Gods,
released August 10, 2023
Cowritten by Austin Wintory & Tripod
Produced by Austin Wintory & Joris Hoogsteder
This trombone quartet, composed by my dear friend Jeremy Howard Back, won the ASCAP Morton Gould Young Composer Award and couldn't be more deserving. This is a piece of RAW POWER. Just get it ... Austin Wintory
Glowing melodic synth sequences meet jagged noise and other industrial textures on this new LP by soundtrack composer René G. Boscio. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 13, 2020