Subject: theme song?
From: Mark Kuhar (mkuhar@mail.ohio.net)
Date: Wed Feb 19 1997 - 08:23:41 GMT
About 2 weeks ago, I was sitting in a cafe, listening to two folkies play
guitar and sing as I was getting jacked on caffeine and composing some of
my trademark apocalyptic psycho-ethnic poetry. My ears perked up when one
of them asked if anyone had read CITR. They then said they were going to do
an original song inspired by the book. They played the song, a slow
two-part harmony thing but all I could pick up was something about a child
and a heart. During their break, I asked if they could mail me the lyric.
Well, this week they complied. Perhaps this is the theme song to the
phantom movie we kicked around a few weeks ago. Interesting how they zeroed
in on the immaturity/phoniness angle. Here it is. --mark
This Child in my Heart (by Kate Freeman and Simon Peschler)
Oh I wonder where this all will lead me,
Layin' here gripped in my gloom.
I'm watchin' the shadow dance dreams of the morning
framed on the walls of my room.
I don't want to stay here too long.
I can't figure out where it went wrong.
I can't rid myself of the child in my heart
I've been a failure at things in the past
Doesn't mean I'm a failure for good.
The merry-go-round in my mind is in motion
I'd jump off of it if I could.
I must piece myself together. It's just possible if I ever
rid myself of this child in my heart.
I'm still a child. Why am I still a child?
The world sits on my shoulder, a cast-iron anchor
dragging me down on the floor.
All the falseness in action and phony emotion --
I don't know what they're for.
I could fall off a cliff at the end of the line
Or get it all straight. Gotta grow up sometime.
I must rid myself of the child in my heart.
I can't rid myself of this child in my heart.
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