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The Lioness' Song

by Roy de Smet

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This is a recording I made for the creative project "Towards the Artist".
Check their website: www.TowardsTheArtist.com
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Roy de Smet is a songwriter based in The Netherlands whose music has been described as "honest" and "candid". Personal affairs in everyday experiences inspire his songs to which people can relate.

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released 13 June 2013
"The Lioness' Song" is written and performed by Roy de Smet.
Recorded, mixed and produced by Mike Bond.

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Track Name: The Lioness' Song
I entered the lioness' kingdom and I
fed from her feast in my afternoon break and I
wished that there’d be more.
We’d run off, we’d hide with the nature, with the
green and orange leaves and we’d make way to the south
where we'd live our life of choice
But now I see, now I see. Now I see
how juvenile it was,
but a man must be allowed to dream.
And I still dream, yes, I still dream…


The mirror showed the yellow floor
where I had been with you before.
Again another memory
that escaped from its cage.
The door wasn't locked properly,
left open deliberately
for I...
might get inspired


That kiss you gave me really surprised me, after
we thought back of time when your brother wasn’t born
and we weren’t separated yet.
And after all this time, I failed to recognise you sooner
for the red in your hair vanished
when the decade passed.
But now I know, now I know. Now we both know
that we’ve come a long way, and I hope that there’ll be more.
And I have hope, yes, I still hope…


The mirror showed the yellow floor
where I had been with you before.
Again another memory
that escaped from its cage.
The door wasn't locked properly,
left open deliberately
for I...

I set off on this journey alone,
and I leave for a life I don’t know.
Oh, and I don’t know when I’ll be back home
but when I know, I’ll let you know!


The mirror showed the yellow floor
where I had been with you before,
again another memory
that escaped from its cage.
The door wasn't locked properly,
left open deliberately
for I...
might get inspired.

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