Me singing and playing guitar on my new song. Lots of war widows from the genocide in the 90's still have not been able to bury their loved ones after their bodies were never found, this song is my attempt to describe that from their perspective, i in no way claim to know what these ladies have been through & i hope they don't find this patronising. I wrote this in August when i was laid up in bed after a car crash....i think i must have got to thinking about those worse off !
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Hope you enjoy listening :)
Lyrics:
Sometimes at night, I weep for you
I hold myself, i pretend it's you
And in the morn, Ill walk for news
Id walk for miles, for news of you.
At three this morn, our son was born
He has your eyes, theyre just like yours
Of all the starts, Id hoped for more
Of how Ill cope, I am unsure.
Thirteen years on, and still youre gone
I pray one day theyll bring you home
And Ill take your son to where you lye
Hope you did not suffer, my darling one
CHORUS
I've been wondering if well ever get out of here x 4
last time: Ive been wondering if well ever get out
Ooooo, Oooooo
Repeat chorus
Copyright Emmy Bishop
NICE SONG
KitingMadness 2 years ago
thanks kiting madness...Nice crazy kite stuff ;) and nose rape stuff lmao
EmmaB979 2 years ago