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Although the mass suicide of lemmings has been largely discredited, I often though about their motivations and their prodigious pro-creative drives and how that seemed to mimic young human adults. Anyway, this poem was the result. Of course, like everything else I create, I always hear someone else performing it. In this case I though I would ask Patrick Stewart to read for me. He has not yet responded, so out comes the faithful vocal enhancer (hee-hee I am driving Drak crazy thinking I have an accent plug in for GB Sh-h-h-sh!).
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Lyrics
The Lemming
copyright 2008 Stephen M. Schedra
All my love like the frost wintered fountains
Rushing down in the spring from the mountains,
Pushes on past the pines to a lover,
To the warm misty face of the sea.
Will I love without losing to sorrow,
As today becomes lost to tomorrow?
Or will I give up the arms of a lover
For the final embrace of the sea?
Oh, to be free from the hand of devotion
In the tides ceaseless sand sweeping motion!
Pushing on past the pain of a lover
To rest secure ever more in the sea.
copyright 2008 Stephen M. Schedra
All my love like the frost wintered fountains
Rushing down in the spring from the mountains,
Pushes on past the pines to a lover,
To the warm misty face of the sea.
Will I love without losing to sorrow,
As today becomes lost to tomorrow?
Or will I give up the arms of a lover
For the final embrace of the sea?
Oh, to be free from the hand of devotion
In the tides ceaseless sand sweeping motion!
Pushing on past the pain of a lover
To rest secure ever more in the sea.
Feter
this is so touchy and moving ..I never heard of that
story ..evry sad and tragic ...but the poem so
awesoem as the music ..just amazin ..thnx for sharin
such gem !