{"id":134,"date":"2014-09-18T00:46:09","date_gmt":"2014-09-18T00:46:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/freaksoftechnology.com\/?p=134"},"modified":"2015-08-20T03:18:12","modified_gmt":"2015-08-20T03:18:12","slug":"travelers-song","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/freaksoftechnology.com\/?p=134","title":{"rendered":"Traveler&#8217;s Song"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>here&#8217;s a song I wrote way back, it&#8217;s sung from the point of view of a tragic hero of some story. In that story he sets out from his childhood home, a small fishing village on the Penumbric coast, journeys across vast forests, mountain ranges, plains and wastes, having all sorts of adventures, some triumphant, and some painful lessons that leave their scars. He discovers a fairy world of wonder and marries a member of the fae species. They live a happy life together, or happy as life gets, it has it&#8217;s ups and downs. Then one day he wakes up to find all of it gone.<\/p>\n<p>Picture a 1980s era fantasy novel cover with a figure wearing a crimson tunic, tan breeches and buckskin boots standing in a small clearing on an otherwise forested knoll, holding the reins of a horse and looking out over an expanse. There&#8217;s gold embossed writing on the cover, &#8220;Sandors Trail.&#8221; That&#8217;s the world this is being sung from. It&#8217;s sung in a gentle, winsome, Greensleevesesque tune. Oh, and for some reason, although it is pre-mechanized tech world, they have saccharine. Magic? Without further ado&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Traveler\u2019s Song<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">My family, friends and lovers have all been fae<br \/>\nAnd from their tales I\u2019ve built my home<br \/>\nMy family, friends and lovers are all fairies<br \/>\nAnd I\u2019ve always known<br \/>\nA time would come one day<br \/>\nwhen they\u2019d return beneath the earth from whence they came<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">So now my home is gone<br \/>\nThe mirrored walls have fallen in<br \/>\nInto the people I might have been<br \/>\nWithout your stories I\u2019m left with nothing to believe<br \/>\nNo, I never had something up my sleeve<br \/>\nNo hooks to hang a map<br \/>\nNo blueprints laid to build it back<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">I stand here empty handed<br \/>\nFull of doubts about the creature I\u2019ve become<br \/>\nStaring at the lifelines I\u2019ve undone<br \/>\nGrasping at the shadows of empty cups<br \/>\nLong outgrown the saccharine taste of the stuff<br \/>\nThat kept me running in circles so long<br \/>\nTethered here for all my days dreaming<br \/>\nUntil last night I woke up screaming<br \/>\nAlone and naked to with no home<br \/>\nOld and battered to the bone<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">One last circle round this open grave before I go<br \/>\nAnd I confess to the gap<br \/>\nBetween what you gave and what I stole<br \/>\nTo get here I sold it all along the way<br \/>\nNow there\u2019s no here left to stay<br \/>\nNowhere left to go but forward<br \/>\nSo forward I must face<br \/>\nToday I leave the ghost of this place<br \/>\nWithout a road to follow<br \/>\nWithout the benefit of signs to guide my way<br \/>\nStepping off<br \/>\nStepping off to what I cannot say<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>here&#8217;s a song I wrote way back, it&#8217;s sung from the point of view of a tragic hero of some story. 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