adventures in dysthymia

Thursday, June 09, 2011

Full Moon Fever

How did this happen?
I thought it couldn't be
Full moon fever
has taken hold of me

Toss and turn all night
I'm a man possessed
When full moon fever
has you there's no rest

Infection is spreading
Burning up my dreams
Full moon fever
takes madness to extremes

Don't call me a doctor
know what I should do
For full moon fever
the only cure is you

Full moon fever
raging in my heart
Full moon fever
tearing me apart
Full moon fever
taking its toll
Full moon fever
body and my soul

Fire in my gut
demons in my head
Full moon fever
feels like my death bed

Sweating and groaning
need my medicine
Full moon fever
let the cure begin

Stephen Brooke ©2011

Yes, a song lyric of the more rocky-rolly sort. Or rootsy-bluesy maybe. Indeed, I could just repeat the first part of each verse and make it into a twelve bar blues. Though probably not -- I like it this way and heard the music this way. I wrote a bit less half of this sometime back -- maybe 7 or 8 years ago? -- and finished it off rather quickly this morning. Sometimes it takes that long to figure out what you're doing and once you have, things readily fall into place.

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