Song Lyric-Hanging On ‘Til Morning

A lad I know is a member of a local band. He had a riff and outline for a new song, but no lyrics. Being familiar with my book, he asked if I could come up with some lyrics for it, and this is my attempt. Something I’ve never done before, but I think poetry and song lyrics are consenting bedfellows.

I think it works better with the music rather than standing alone in naked print, but here you go.

Will let you know if it makes the radio 🙂

Hanging On 'Til Morning

Satellite town where the sun sinks down
the people are the sheaves
of the concrete fields
stirred by degrees 
by the Pennine breeze

Hanging on 'til morning
Hanging on 'til morning.

The bucket bleed of the rusting heaps
the black cats creep
where the oil sinks deep
wandering free
the schizophrenic streets

Hanging on 'til morning
Hanging on 'til morning

The stifled screams of a dead man's dreams
sit up and watch the clock
and the winnowing fork
taking the drop
on a lifetime's work

Hanging on 'til morning
Hanging on 'til morning


©AJM
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5 thoughts on “Song Lyric-Hanging On ‘Til Morning

  1. How great to be contacted on the basis of your published works, Andrew!

    I like the lyrics, however the proof of usability in the ‘lad’s’ song is in the answer to the question: are they singable in context with the music? Only your ‘lad’ will be able to let you know. I’d be interested to be kept up on progress of these lyrics – whether used or not etc.

    Meanwhile here’s hoping for a commission sometime down the road 🙂

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