After reading the song back through, I reaslise that it's not about a reunited frienship, but rather about a person's wonderings about a reunion.
Long Lost Friend
Verse 1
Seasons fly by
The leaves, they fall
We never
Spoke again at all
I wonder
Do you think of me?
Now you face
Fading from my memory
Chorus
But what now?
Do we somehow
Meet up and try not to feel strange
Long lost friend
We'll meet again
But not today
Tomorrow it won't feel as strange
(But I know it will)
Verse 2
The years fly by
How we all change
If we ever meet up
Would I seem the same?
Been so long now
Are you sill around?
Don't know I could even
Find you face again
Chorus
So what now?
Do we somehow
Meet up and try not to feel strange
Long lost friend
We'll meet again
But not today
Tomorrow it won't feel as strange
(But I know it will)
Bridge
Will I ever see your face again?
Would I know your voice if you called to me?
Will I ever reconcile this pain?
Will I ever call you my friend again?
Would I know you if you passed me in the street?
Would I know it was you, if you said “Hi†to me?
Would I shake your hand, shed a tearful grin?
‘Cos with a long lost friend, where would you begin?
Chorus
So what now?
Do we somehow
Meet up and try not to feel strange
Long lost friend
We'll meet again
But not today
Tomorrow it won't feel as strange
(But I know it will)
We'll meet again
My long lost friend
Somewhere
Somehow
And it'll be OK
We'll meet again
My long lost friend
But not today
Tomorrow it won't feel as strange
Tomorrow it won't feel as strange
Tomorrow it won't feel as…..
Strange
Comments welcomed as always!
Pete
ETD - Formerly "10141748 - Reincarnate"
Hi Pete (or "Re(incarnated)Pete" if you prefer :wink: )
There's a nice melancholy to this that takes hold right from the first stanza. I think it might make things stronger to stick with the concrete imagery that you use in the first part of the first verse in the second, so instead of:
Seasons fly by
The leaves, they fall
We never
Spoke again at all
I wonder
Do you think of me?
Now you face
Fading from my memory
You might try something like:
Seasons fly by
The leaves, they fall
We never
Spoke again at all
I wonder
Do you think of me?
While faces like photographs
Fade from memory
Granted, that's not very original, but I think that you want to have some tangible objects on which to hang your intangible melancholy.
The chorus is very strong, especially the "...we'll meet again, but not today..." part, which again adds to the general wistfulness of the song.
Any ideas as to music?
Looking forward to more.
Peace
Hi Pete,
welcome back, Im hearing a simple guitar in a minor key for this. I like it and I like the concept of time still slipping away even as you are singing the song. This bit:
We'll meet again
But not today
Tomorrow it won't feel as strange
Good work, I look forward to hearing it, "not today, Tomorrow it will sound just as good", just a little para-phrase, sorry I couldnt resist :D .
cheers
Paul
Ya those words made me think of music to go with them as I read them, Good job.
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-Chris Thile
Hi Pete
This seems to come across as a regret filled piece which is backed up by some good imagery. As David says I think you need to maintain the use of imagery in there.
Otherwise good stuff - the bridge has me intrigued as to how that will play with the rest of the song. I'm interested to hear that.
Good stuff
Bob :wink:
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Howdy, Pete!
As has been said, this is very good. Well structured, gets the point across.
I'll third the motion for more imagery. It's easy to OD on imagery for its own sake, but adding some pictures would realy spice this piece up.
Also, a few potential tweeks:
Will I ever call you my friend again?
Just dropping the "my" hear might sound more natural.
Tomorrow it won't feel as strange
This sounded ackward to me, as in, I don't think I'de ever say that. Maybe something like "Tomorrow is a better day", or "Try again another day". Neither of those are particulary good, but you get the idea.
Keep it up.
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