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This is the fourth and final song from our demo. |
CD: Demo
Label: Engine For a Revolution
Credits: Eric Fitzgerald, Chris Howell, Andy Paller, Benn Roe, (Megan Sterling). |
Story Behind the Song
This song was written after a very emotional conversation I had with a dear friend regarding her mentally abusive boyfriend. The lyrics are some of the most well-constructed, artistic, and personally satisfying lyrics I have ever written, but unfortunately they only make sense to myself and one other.
Lyrics
Freedom, with a litany like a bullet, flies upon the wings of a lonely dove, with a stomach full of pride and yet more desire to swallow. The grave upon which she sits is a waste of space, and she knows, but remains, discontent.
Dove, you have so much strength and bravery. And if it is just you and I against the world, I couldn't be more pleased. Cemetery behind us, and eyes to the sky, dear friend, I couldn't have more pride.
If memory is to serve us, we too must serve it. How beautiful is the art of survival.
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