Or something like that. So this song is the writer telling the story of their grandmother and this book of fairy tales. Not my grandmother. I only had one grandparent and she shuffled off this mortal coil when I was 11, although she probably read us tales from this book from time to time. Informed at the other end of life by my and some of my friend's recent experiences with old age and aged care and relatives, however.
Second song in a row which uses my new favourite word - raggedy. And a long term goal achieved of sneaking both Rapunzel and Rumpelstiltskin into a song lyric...
In good old 6/8 time and again, initially written on acoustic guitar and thus featuring a variety of chords whose exact names I could only guess at.
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v1
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Did some EQing of the acoustic to tame the plinkiness and lowered the volume in the main area of the song a touch anyway, as it was hiding the panning stuff I did on the electrics. Other minor tweaks not really worth mentioning...
v2
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Grimm
Once upon a time is how all good fairy tales begin
The fire is lit, the room is dark, everyone slowly leans in
For the stories of yore that would scare us right out of our skin
These are the things that I still remember of you
The fables and stories that you always swore were true
You read from a book called “The Tales of the Brothers Grimm”
I went a-wandering the planet, forgot to come back
The decades went by, I followed my long, winding track
And I talked with the shamans and seers and the odd maniac
I would remember the stories you swore were true
And if I stepped lightly it must have been because of you
You read from a book called “The Tales of the Brothers Grimm”
When you played the wolf I really thought you were him
You read from a book called “The Tales of the Brothers Grimm”
‘Cause somewhere in there some wisdom seeped in
Rapunzel, Snow White and Rumpelstiltskin
I learned more from fable than I did from hymn
You read from a book called “The Tales of the Brothers Grimm”
Your life went so quickly and here we are right at the end
A small room, disinfected halls, where no one's your friend
I’ll always visit when I have a few hours to spend
These stories of yours need an ear, I have one to lend
Did you have a life filled with joy, right up to the brim?
Did you go to the edge, did you go right out on a limb?
Did you get a bit raggedy when you weren’t proper and prim?
If the world is an ocean then you taught all of us to swim
You read from a book called “The Tales of the Brothers Grimm”
Once upon a time
