where they fall by michael hermiston © (original) '24
a tune i wrote a decade ago; this recording with the banjo was done five or six years ago, but i didn't do anything with it... a couple of days ago i added faux-bass and organ, and re-mixed and found a series of video clips that capture the song's mood on pexels by Anastasia Shuraeva
m.h: vocals, banjo, faux-bass, organ
lyrics:
F Am
you let your stones lie where they fall
Bb Gm7 C
you couldn't throw real hard, for love or hate, you're not that small
F Am
some times your passions and your needs
Bb Gm7 C
lay your weakness bare . . stones abandoned … that peace so rare.
those words, oh those lies, ringing gold
a subtle, passive force, it's anger so cold
layered judgment wading through
they beat you down, they broke you but you stayed so true
Bb Dm
shirt, with a ripped and torn away sleeve
Bb Dm
hopes and dreams and truths you believed
Bb Dm
standing naked in the morning air
Gm C
in your weakness you still care
days pass slowly into years
you didn't set your sun, so stoic didn't run
you let your stones lie where they fall
it cracked your heart, broke your strings
left you hanging
in the winds, you swing against the wall
the timing and the rhythm of your fall
all that's crushed and tattered on the ground
but you never made a sound
you let your stones lie where they fall
you couldn't throw real hard, for love or hate, you're not that small
let the echoes of your times
deny the myth, your practised kiss, the soul you're with,
mirror shatters pieces on the ground
your laugh breaks the silence with that sound
i'm gonna miss you when you're not around
oh the courage you have found