Topic: Land Where The Poets Died
I've been working on this for about a week or so. I think I'm pretty close to where I like where it is right now. (I'm sure it needs some tweaking)
I was thinking back to all the great poets and songwriters that used to standup for people and shake the sh*t out of people's conscience. Doesn't seem that we have that anymore - hence this song. Hope you like it
[song]
{t:Land Where The Poets Died}
[C] [Em] [F] [G] [C]
do you
[C]remember when the world had it’s conscience [Em]wakened
[F]when poets dared to speak words others had [C] forsaken
[F]with choices to make and chances we thought worth [C]taking
[G]hoping that change could be a miracle in the [C] making
Chorus
[Am]They spoke of justice and freedom in an unkind [Em]world
[Am]Cried out in a voice that would not be de[Em] nied
But [F] in the shadows of time those verses have faded a[C]way
And [G]now we’re living in the land where the [F]poets voice has [C]died
[C]Words that healed, and somehow seemed to [Em] last
[F] words that changed our lives in a world so vague and [C]vast
[F]Defiant voices that put new colors upon our[C]masts
Our [G] champions of hope, fighting to fix the wrongs of the[C] past
Chorus
[Am]They spoke of justice and freedom in an unkind [Em]world
[Am]Cried out in a voice that would not be de[Em] nied
But [F] in the shadows of time those verses have faded a[C]way
And [G]now we’re living in the land where the [F]poets voice has [C]died
[C] truth spoken with the power of a rolling [Em]tide
[F] With strength in their voices and anger in their [C] eyes
[F]They would not be silenced, though many, many had [C]tried
But [G]now it seems we’re the land where the poets [C] died
Chorus
[Am]They spoke of justice and freedom in an unkind [Em]world
[Am]Cried out in a voice that would not be de[Em] nied
But [F] in the shadows of time those verses have faded a[C]way
And [G]now we’re living in the land where the [F]poets voice has [C]died
[G]now we’re living in the land where the [F]poets voice has [C]died
[G]now we’re living in the land where the poets voice has [C]died
[song/]
Make your life count, and the world will be a better place because you tried.
"Use the talents you possess, for the woods would be very silent if no birds sang except only the the best." - Henry Van Dyke