Please Venus
Enchanting Tale of Venus: Love, Loss, and the Echoing Tambourine
Lyrics
She was a murderess in a million dollar dress
She possessed an alluring charm despite being potentially dangerous, dressed lavishly.
Far from these haunted shores she went
She departed from troubled or unsettling environments to a distant place.
She was a billionaire just like the girl with flaxen hair
She had substantial wealth, likened to a famous fairytale character known for golden hair.
A beauty queen from the scene she had been set
A beautiful woman associated with a particular social scene where she was established.
Beneath those wide dark eyes
Despite captivating eyes, there was an enduring lack of contentment within her.
She was never satsified
Please Venus lay your head down low
Requesting Venus, the goddess of love, to lower her head and seek a new abode.
Tomorrow find somewhere else to call your home
Implying a departure tomorrow to find another place to settle.
When you rise again the dunes will dance
Upon her return, the landscape will be lively and celebratory.
The sand will sing the silver shells will glow
Describing a picturesque scene where nature and elements respond positively to her return.
O your love has gone but your not alone
Expressing that while her love is gone, she's not completely alone.
So as she left the sands
As she left the beach, perhaps on a symbolic boat representing dreams with a determined grip.
A dream boat with hard lock hands
She had valuable possessions, like rings made of pearls, on her fingers.
Fingers full of pearl rings
Implies her enthusiasm in creating music or celebrating with a tambourine.
Should have seen her shake her tambourine
Her most cherished possession was her son, who seemed elusive and detached from reality.
And her pride and joy, was her darling boy
Amidst the urban lights, her emotions surged powerfully.
He came invisible and disappeared into the screen
And beneath those city lights
Reiterating the plea to Venus, repeating the desire for her to find a new home.
Her heart started beating like dynamite
Forecasting a vibrant and lively return to a dynamic environment.
Please venus lay your head down low
Tomorrow find somewhere else to call your home
-When you rise again the dunes will dance
-The sand will sing the silver shells will glow
-O your love has gone but your not alone
-And you'll find her at the fairground
-At the end of the pier
-Watching all the ships go by
-With the shell against her ear
-And now she takes her leave
-Cos there's nothing left here to believe
-And she walks beneath the waves once more
-She rides again
-Riding a shell some kind of hollow eve
-And walks upon new golden shore
-And if you see her go ask her where's she's been
-Just kneel and follow the sound of that tambourine
-Please venus lay your head down low
-Tomorrow find somewhere else to call your home
-When you rise again the dunes will dance
-The sand will sing the silver shells will glow
-O your love has gone but your not alone (x2)
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