Lost song 1, "Blind Flower Girl" and Book Club

In the television show LOST, there is an episode where the main antagonist Ben becomes jealous of his comrades when they have a book club meeting with out him. I took an emotional response to that scene. I have always wanted to be a member of a book club too. If my friends were having a book club meeting with out me, I would be very jealous and sad. I happen to care a great deal about what I read, and I feel that I can offer some different opinions at a book club. If I hosted a book for say February, and the party was at my house, I would get some red wine and play a Venture's record or 3 on a low setting. I would make a bunch of Thai food for my guest as we all shared our ideas about the book. I'm trying to be less opinionated, and more keen on listening so I would soak in everyone's ideas before I shared what my take is. And every month at book club, I would write a song based on the book and share it as my response. February's book would be "The Last Days of Pompeii" a novel written by the baron Edward Bulwer-Lytton in 1834. The characters remind me of me. There is Glaucus, a Greek native in Rome, outcast, and proud of his heritage. His friends rebel rouse and chase women, but he longs for the sweetest Ione, a girl he loves from first sight. He battles a nemesis Arbaces, a mystic schooled in the arts of Egyptian magic and a cunning foe. There is a girl introduced in chapter 2, called the blind flower girl. She picks flowers from the meadows and gardens and brings them to the city to sell them to noble folk. She sings a song, it's called the Blind Flower Girl Song, but you can't hear it because you are reading of course. The song inspired me, and I wrote a song based on that. It takes pieces from the novel and I added my own lyrics so that I can relate to it. It's easy for me to write songs about flowers. Maybe I was a bumble bee in a past life. Today I am a flower in love with some Sun and all her glory.

Here it is..."BLIND FLOWER GIRL"

Here are the lyrics:

Buy my flowers, oh buy, I pray
The blind girl comes from a far-
If the Earth be as fair as I hear them say,
These flowers her children are-

In the meadows, their voices hush,
They sleep under twinkling stars

In the morning sun their faces blush,
a love they can not hide.
(not if they tried)

Do they weep?
Do they weep?
Do the essence of her Mother they keep?
Do they weep?
For they weep with dew.
....for you

oh buy, oh buy"

You'll have to pardon my terrible vocals. This I feel is a very difficult song to sing, and that was the first time time I really sang it. I probably should have practiced it before I recorded it. Obviously, it needs some addition expertise in arrangement.

Maybe this song will be on a Midwest Beat album someday. I can hear it having a 3 part harmony and all kinds of jingles and jangles. Low, here is how it will stay for now.