Here's the lyrics to the dark and different tune, 'Maybe's Martyr', from my lovely band SPELLS. As far as writing goes, probably one of my top 3 favorite tracks.
Listen here: http://spellsrules.bandcamp.com/track/maybes-martyr
MAYBE'S MARTYR
On withered nights
An apostrophe
Embattled eyes turn troubled ties into rhythms brace
And as a tambourine strikes
On a battered palm
She'll turn it off and she'll turn it on and so on, so on
(Chorus)
And I don't mind giving all my grace
To a martyr on a rainy day
A tambourine strikes
On a battered palm
She'll turn it off and she'll turn it on, so on, so on
(Chorus)
I don't mind giving all my grace
To a martyr on a rainy day
Yes, she lies
Yes, she lies
I don't mind giving all my grace
To a martyr on a rainy day
So she lies
So she lies
I don't mind giving all my grace
To a martyr on a rainy day
Yes, she lies
Yes, she lies
Marty on a rainy day X6
So just step on back
And let failure work X4
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