this is the longest song i've ever written. it's the story of pyramus and thisbe from ovid's metamorphoses
lyrics
through a hole in the wall, those two lovers did call
trading their breaths soft and sweet
but their voices grew tired, their hearts were on fire,
the lovers decided to meet
oh, pyramus and thisbe, of the weeping mulberry
by the light of the moon, beware of that tomb
you're destined for tragedy, the fault is nobody's
the gods are all weeping for pyramus and thisbe
on that hill, on that night, a lioness did fight
with blood dripping all down her maw
thisbe escaped, but she abandoned her cape
which the lioness did tear and claw
pyramus discovered her cloth-woven cover
he assumed she was dead, it was all torn apart
desperate and grieving, eyes tearing, chest heaving
he drove a blade through his heart
oh, pyramus and thisbe, of the weeping mulberry
by the light of the moon, beware of that tomb
you're destined for tragedy, the fault is nobody's
the gods are all weeping for pyramus and thisbe
when thisbe returned, her stomach did churn
for her lover lay dead at her feet.
In a panic, she fell, bade her farewells,
and took her own life in a beat.
on that cold winter day the colors did change
of the fruit on the mulberry tree
from a deep red to white, berries sour with spite
the lovers were finally free,
oh, pyramus and thisbe, of the weeping mulberry
by the light of the moon, beware of that tomb
you're destined for tragedy, the fault is nobody's
the gods are all weeping for pyramus and thisbe
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