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A Ballad of Two Kinds of Fool
Seems each Tuesday we meet
With Shrapnel in our jeans
At the same storefront
With no better place to be
Than idling on a dream
Disappointed that we
Weren’t so hard done by
Yet evermore ill-at-ease
Why does a man like me
Have to be convinced
That I’m not the man
You promised I’d be
- If I could meet myself
I’d tell him the truth
There are two kinds of fool;
Me and You.

Chance would be a fine thing
But I don’t have the means
To harness my soul
On a desire to succeed
Granted, I’d quietly
Nurture this guilt to breed
A crisis of faith
To crush a wayward esteem
Why does a man like me
Have no sympathy
For another man
Though brothers we’d seem
- If I could see myself
I would recognise
There are two kinds of fool;
You and Me.

work in progress etc
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Quote by Trickycindy
A Ballad of Two Kinds of Fool
Seems each Tuesday we meet
With Shrapnel in our jeans
At the same storefront
With no better place to be
Than idling on a dream
Disappointed that we
Weren’t so hard done by
Yet evermore ill-at-ease
This almost doesn't fit, I don't know if it fits with the guitar but it doesn't fit with the wording for me for some reason

Why does a man like me
Have to be convinced
That I’m not the man
You promised I’d be
- If I could meet myself
I’d tell him the truth
There are two kinds of fool;
Me and You.
Might be better to stick with the grammatically correct you and me/I


Chance would be a fine thing
But I don’t have the means
To harness my soul
On a desire to succeed
Granted, I’d quietly
Nurture this guilt to breed
A crisis of faith
To crush a wayward esteem
This is sort of out of place

Why does a man like me
Have no sympathy
For another man
Though brothers we’d seem
- If I could see myself
I would recognise
There are two kinds of fool;
You and Me.

work in progress etc


The song is quite confusing, as in I would feel confused about my sexuality if I were questioning it...

But honestly, there is a clear message in the song that you get across. I love the line "With shrapnel in our jeans," for some reason. This writing is pretty solid minus the (single) spelling error (recognize)...

*edit: if I'm completely wrong about the song then I feel like an idiot and I apologize.

I like how it doesn't have the typical repetition. It's like pouring a drink that you don't refill; you get the taste of the whole thing and not just the first sip or just the ***hole.
Last edited by ev477 at Mar 7, 2009,