Testo Honore - James Keelaghan
Testo della canzone Honore (James Keelaghan), tratta dall'album A Recent Future
Honoré's huddled near East 53rd
His life in a pile not too far from the curb
It's come down to this place but he's not deterred
Honoré's huddled near East 53rd
And Honoré sits on the Lower East Side
He's lost about everything except for his pride
A man with a vision, the vision's denied
And Honoré sits on the Lower East Side
They used to say Honoré wasn't all there
He'd a penchant for speeches and thousand yard stares
They said that he'd fought when some half-breeds rebelled
Sometimes he would weep and he'd whisper "Rielle"
Now Honoré's buried in some pauper's grave
Of his archives there wasn't much left to be saved
But forty-nine boxes of books hauled away
And a deed for some land near a place called Duck Lake
And Honoré was all he said so it seemed
The last act of life left him far from his dreams
They took it away and it can't be redeemed
And Honoré was all he said so it seemed
They used to say Honoré wasn't all there
He'd a penchant for speeches and thousand yard stares
They said that he'd fought when some half-breeds rebelled
Sometimes he would weep and he'd whisper "Rielle"
Sometimes he would weep and he'd whisper "Rielle"
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Writer(s): Keelaghan
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