Day 5

THERE’S CRYING… AND THEN THERE’S CRYING

We sincerely hope you’ve been enjoying your journey through “The Voice of Treason.”

Day Five has arrived!

Remember the old line, “I’d never want to be a member of a club that would have me for a member“? 

Well, what if the focus were on the opposite perspective? “I want so badly to be a part of that club, I’ll do anything to get in“? What if that was the only way to be thought of as being “legit?” Indeed, there are many ways to kill yourself without killing yourself.  

“Hey, we thought ELM TREASON was a feel good groove rock band. What’s gives? Suicide??

A little dab of metaphor will do ya now and again. After all, there’s suicide, and then there’s suicide

JAM BY A THOUSAND TEXTS

We love that face-to-face, knee-to-knee, guitar-to-guitar collaboration time. We work deliciously well that way. Sometimes, however, when creative lightning decides to strike, getting together isn’t possible… so other methods must be employed:

THE MUSIC (SONG 5) – “CRY OF A SUICIDAL SINGER”

“Is this the way I get to say I’m the winner?

Written by Andrew Roman and Robert Steel

Produced by Elm Treason

Recorded, Mixed and Mastered at Realm Tones Music

It was a tragic incident that triggered this song… but like so many tunes, it evolved into something much different than its original inspiration. The title is intriguing enough, but what is it really about? We explain:

“CRY OF A SUICIDAL SINGER” 

(Listen now. Feel it.)

LYRICS


Dance me through the open wound of a hard night that bleeds into the day, one way..

No, let it go.  No, let it go.

Breath collides against the glass from the outside, hands upon the pane with a cold eye.

No, let it go. No, let it go.

Close an eye, suicide, you’re never singing. Still alive, suicide, no rhymes ringing. In my mind, suicide, to believe I’m bringing

all I have and all I am – alive..

What’s the fight? Is there delight from the inside with hands around the pain? In a hole?

No, let it go.  No, let it go.

Is this the way I get to say I’m the winner? Wish you could’ve have known how it goes.

Don’t. Let it go.  Don’t. Let it go.

Close an eye, suicide, you’re never singing. Still alive, suicide, no rhymes ringing. In my mind, suicide, to believe I’m bringing

all I have and all I am – alive..

Lullaby and out of sight as I stumble on the way to fall.  Anyone?

Don’t let me go.  Don’t let me go.

Breath collides upon the ground and I did try,  hands into the sand, and its cold.

No, let it go.  No, let it go.

Close an eye, suicide, you’re never singing. Still alive, suicide, no rhymes ringing. In my mind, suicide, to believe I’m bringing

all I have and all I am – alive..

Dance me ‘neath the open moon of a soft night that slips into the day, one way

Waoh, let it go. Woah, let it go.

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