Here are some lyrics I've been working on. I'll get some music written up soon enough. This one's not nearly as much of a downer as the last one. I wanted to write a song like the one Gurney Halleck sang in the Dune books. I've never found a better example of the warrior troubadour than Gurney Halleck.
This one is called "Gridanian Girls."
Ul'dahnese girls, so lovely in silk,
And Limsa Lominsan skin fairer than milk,
Each lasses' caress,
I must confess,
They set my heart aflutter,
And when we go to Ala Mihgo,
My affections stray to another,
At Ishgardians fair,
I may stop to stare,
There must be something in the water
But none of these beauties,
Can ever compare,
To a fine Gridanian daughter!
I find them the best,
By Nophica blessed
With temperament,
Beauty and charm!
And, to me, at least,
I always find peace,
When held by
Gridanian arms.
Or so I say,
It must be that way,
For if I didn't,
They'd bring me to harm.
Oh Gridanian lasses,
forgive our tresspasses,
Your beds are so soft and so warm.
At the conjurer's guild,
My heart was filled,
By a sweet sister
of the Shroud,
Our heads in the clouds,
Our love was too loud,
Oh my love was ever strong-willed.
But on I did move
Her father didn't approve
So tears in our eyes,
We made our goodbyes,
And her memory I promptly removed.
This one is called "Gridanian Girls."
Ul'dahnese girls, so lovely in silk,
And Limsa Lominsan skin fairer than milk,
Each lasses' caress,
I must confess,
They set my heart aflutter,
And when we go to Ala Mihgo,
My affections stray to another,
At Ishgardians fair,
I may stop to stare,
There must be something in the water
But none of these beauties,
Can ever compare,
To a fine Gridanian daughter!
I find them the best,
By Nophica blessed
With temperament,
Beauty and charm!
And, to me, at least,
I always find peace,
When held by
Gridanian arms.
Or so I say,
It must be that way,
For if I didn't,
They'd bring me to harm.
Oh Gridanian lasses,
forgive our tresspasses,
Your beds are so soft and so warm.
At the conjurer's guild,
My heart was filled,
By a sweet sister
of the Shroud,
Our heads in the clouds,
Our love was too loud,
Oh my love was ever strong-willed.
But on I did move
Her father didn't approve
So tears in our eyes,
We made our goodbyes,
And her memory I promptly removed.
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No Gods and Precious Few Heroes
