An Old Soul, Whispers.

Acoustic Guitar: A simple, slow-plucked acoustic guitar, Minimalist Piano: A sparse piano melody accompanying the guitar, adding a melancholic, desolate atmosphere, Instrumentation Style: The backing track is organic, featuring subtle, lingering synthetic lines that blend with the acoustic elements Tempo: A slow, funeral-march pace, emphasising the theme of life coming to an end

Are we all but made to know sweet love
My child

To then lose it so tragically
Only to try to covet it again

Are we silently compelled to feel the sharp taste of being heartbroken 
From birth

To seek someone new
Here on Earth

To take away the sometimes endless feelings and anxiety linked to pain
After we receive our new name

Are we all born alone, like lonely lost figurines 
Only to unconsciously seek true friends

To help us along the way
As we slowly walk towards the very end

Are we all but just human
Men and women just constantly reborn

To live through a new campaign 
To atone for sins

Committed when we were first here
At the very beginning 
Way back when

An old time when love was free 
And you could be anything you once prayed to see

I still remember when I, too, once met love
A stunning red-haired girl called Lucille Dela Moore

Swimming voluptuously in a wicked world of beguiling emotions

One day, as I waded knee-deep 
Into one of the world's many blue oceans

Her name is a blazing memory of happier times

For a brief moment 
We loved and lived in a world of new and old love crimes

Making love
Telling stories and revelling in all its newfound glories

But now set free by disease from my previous human life
And awaiting my time to be judged

Standing in line 
With so many fathers, mothers, sisters and brothers

By this Great Old Portals Rock
We all now stand upon

I sometimes wonder 
In the quietness of this omnipotent darkness
I'm stuck in

Does she still remember me
My beloved Lucille

From when we first met
Many years ago
In late November

When her dim yellow light
I once did see

A thought still lingers

Was that single moment just the doorway to one of my earthly sins

Will I forget her 
Like all the rest of my life

In this 
The threshold to the very end

Like the cold Winters winds
That I once used to feel

Which blew in so effortlessly in from the West

When I ascend
Will her name be a mere footprint in Times logbooks 
Of wet, never-ending rhymes

Is my now deep love for her 
One of this life's subtle sins

The Toll Keeper in the Great In-Between 
Will eventually call in

When I'm eventually reborn 
Into that persistent old domain

To pay for my previous love crimes

Tasked to not feel but to just walk alone 
As a divine payment and retribution for foolishly abandoning

A gift of free life-changing love 
Called Lucille

In my previous lifetime

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Are we all but made to know sweet love My child To then lose it so tragically Only to try to covet it again Are we silently compelled to feel the sharp taste of being heartbroken From birth To seek someone new Here on Earth To take away the sometimes endless feelings and anxiety linked to pain After we receive our new name Are we all born alone, like lonely lost figurines Only to unconsciously seek true friends To help us along the way As we slowly walk towards the very end Are we all but just human Men and women just constantly reborn To live through a new campaign To atone for sins Committed when we were first here At the very beginning Way back when An old time when love was free And you could be anything you once prayed to see I still remember when I, too, once met love A stunning red-haired girl called Lucille Dela Moore Swimming voluptuously in a wicked world of beguiling emotions One day, as I waded knee-deep Into one of the world's many blue oceans Her name is a blazing memory of happier times For a brief moment We loved and lived in a world of new and old love crimes Making love Telling stories and revelling in all its newfound glories But now set free by disease from my previous human life And awaiting my time to be judged Standing in line With so many fathers, mothers, sisters and brothers By this Great Old Portals Rock We all now stand upon I sometimes wonder In the quietness of this omnipotent darkness I'm stuck in Does she still remember me My beloved Lucille From when we first met Many years ago In late November When her dim yellow light I once did see A thought still lingers Was that single moment just the doorway to one of my earthly sins Will I forget her Like all the rest of my life In this The threshold to the very end Like the cold Winters winds That I once used to feel Which blew in so effortlessly in from the West When I ascend Will her name be a mere footprint in Times logbooks Of wet, never-ending rhymes Is my now deep love for her One of this life's subtle sins The Toll Keeper in the Great In-Between Will eventually call in When I'm eventually reborn Into that persistent old domain To pay for my previous love crimes Tasked to not feel but to just walk alone As a divine payment and retribution for foolishly abandoning A gift of free life-changing love Called Lucille In my previous lifetime

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