This is a song about a princess who was 'not' rescued; a Prince who loved the Princess but did not come to her aid. Rather the opposite occurred when the Prince became the jealous villain. This is a true story and as real life sometimes goes it did not end happily.
I wrote this song sometime after this tragedy took place. It has been near fifteen years ago now... how strange, it feels so close to yesterday. I will not expand on the real life details any more except to say that one should always try to listen when hearts are speaking out in sadness. I will never forget the day before, the day of and the days after the tragedy for that reason.
Farewell dear Prince and Princess ......alas you may fly free.
Princess Hurry
On this night
She took her eyes from the clear flight
buried her dreams in a sons light
wrapped up in patriots marching.
Approaching
the turbulent sound of a peace dove
handed her fate w ith a white glove
that hastily captured the moment.
....Hurry ....... hurry...
And truly
white doves were made to be trusted
stories were meant to be ended
she had her cause
she pretended
Her dreams
focused on whole hearted ventures
always her lover would enter
climb up the mountain
and take her.
.....Hurry.... hurry .....
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