Mother
It's not that I don't admire the Star Wars writers here on FF.net, but I believe that every writer on this site should go by a basic principle. If you're going to say you hate my work, at least have enough courage to sign in and tell it to my face. And, please, give me reasons why you hate it (a quote sometimes isn't enough). I hope this song will change your opinion though; Monseiur Lui, whoever you are, this song goes out to you - and for the review you gave me.
Probably shouldn't have posted this one up. The song was a combined effort between me and Michael, although I have to admit the original idea was his and I altered the text slightly to fit the theme. I really owe it to him for this one really, 'cause it was his brilliant idea to use conversation as a song. Sort of brings out a sense of innocence, he told me, and I agree with him. Can be examined from two viewpoints: Leia or Padme. Do you like it? I know it's a bit different from any of the other songs or poems I've read on this site. I'm all ears to hear your comments.
I know this isn't the time, mother,
to ask questions again.
But I'm curious, mother,
and sometimes I don't understand.
I know it's been hard for you, mother,
with all this going on at home.
But I still love you, mother,
and you won't be alone.
We always seem to be hiding, mother,
from shadows in the dark.
Are people after you, mother?
Isn't there someone you can trust?
And you always seem so sad, mother,
you rarely show your smile.
I hear you cry in bed sometimes, mother,
when you're all by yourself.
But all you need, mother,
is to close your eyes.
I know it's never easy, mother,
but everything will be all right.
Sometimes I feel helpless, mother,
to see you so afraid.
There's a man you talk about, mother,
who wants you out of his senate.
And there's Uncle Bail, mother,:
he's just like part of the family.
But there's something wrong with him, mother,
'cause he's always smiling.
Then there's the man in the cloak, mother,
who never lets us out of his sight.
You call him Obi-Wan, mother,
and I think he's a Jedi.
And you always seem so sad, mother,
I always see tears on your face.
I hear you sob when you're alone, mother,
as you hide this sorrow by day.
But you don't need, mother,
to hide your tears.
'Cause you'll always be beautiful, mother,
and you still have me here.
I know you love daddy a lot, mother,
I can see it when you kiss him.
He returns home less often now, mother,
but he says you still haunt his dreams.
He always calls you angel, mother,
as you two talk by the light of the moon.
But sometimes, mother,
I hate the things he'd do to you.
I hate the things he'd do to you.
Originally written by Michael (it's thanks to him the song exists in the first place). Re-edited by shelter.