Two guitars, two lonely hands

This is actually a song I wouldn't dedicate to a some girl. I submerged into my novel's character, Esther, to express her deep pain of her husbands lost.

Two Guitars Two Lonely Hands

The empty pillow, is cold again

I swear it was yesterday

you kissed my neck again.

The breath beside me

embraced myself

it feels like it was yesterday

you hugged me again

CHORUS

But there is no reason to be tough

there is no reason to stand

if you're not the one standing by me

Holding my hand

But there is no reason to cry

or that's what I though

'Cause my tears...

Makes me feel like I’m home...

Where I belong.

A couple of nice guitars

played by their own,

impossible with just two hands.

And the tremble of their strings

pierce my lonely heart

When I come to hear...

You’re my breaking down

when used to be my alibi

cause now I’m all alone

And flowers don't replace,

the ones you bring home.

they all died, when you leaved

CHORUS

But there is no reason to survive,

the living death i behold

once you have realized

the one you lived for is gone.

But there's no reason to play guitar

when I got just two hands

cause they both can't be played

with just two lonely hands.

They both can't be played,

with just two lonely hands (x2).

Author's Note

Working on the music, hold on.
:D

Reviews

[s y e]

This is a lovely song, dude - I cannot wait to hear the music. I am pretty sure once I know what it sounds like it will be the complete package. This is fantastic.

[Fernando Dardón]

Thank you very much!! I'm glad you liked it :)
I have some test recordings for nos :D