"PS-400 Old Poets- Tears" by Numi Who

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song to the poem 'Tears, Idle Tears' by (the old poet) Lord Alfred Tennyson ver. tears_1_track_effects

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Numi Who

I now create music so people can spend time with better company.

Cover Songs on Soundclick: https://www.soundclick.com/numiwhocreativecovers Writing: https://allpoetry.com/Mr._Numi_Who- Books: Numi Who? on Amazon (books) Art: http://wbiro.deviantart.com Early Art: http://www.flickr.com/photos/38154648@N00 Music Videos: http://www.youtube.com/user/wbiro Self-made Music Catalog (to 2016): http://numi-imagination-creations.me/01-art-catalog/wbiro_artistic_catalog_1967-2016_update_34.html Original Music on Soundcloud (more complete list there): https://soundcloud.com/wbiro Cover Songs on Soundcloud (more complete list there): https://soundcloud.com/user-288568536

Song Info

Genre

Podcasts • Poetry

Charts

Peak #24

Peak in subgenre #6

Author

music copyright wbiro

Rights

wbiro

Uploaded

November 09, 2014

Track Files

MP3

MP3 6.3 MB • 192 kbps • 4:34

Story behind the song

song to the poem 'Tears, Idle Tears' by (the old poet) Lord Alfred Tennyson

Lyrics

Tears,
I don't know what they mean
From the depths
Of great dispair
They rise
From the heart
Gathering in the eyes

While looking at the color
Of a bright autumn field
And dreaming of the days
That are no more.

Fresh,
As an unfurled sail
Bringing friends across the sea
And sad,
As the sunset
Over a dark shipwreak
So fresh,
So sad,
The days that are no more.

Strange,
As in a dark summer dawn
With the echoing pipe of restless birds
To dying ears
And fading eyes.
Through the casement
Glows a glimmering square of warmth
So strange,
So sad,
The days that are no more.

I remember your kiss,
So innocent
As fresh as any fantasy could feign
As lips are for others
Deep as love
A first love
Wild with regret
Oh, death in life!
The days that are no more.

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