Story Behind The Song

This is a very rough vocal sketch of a new song to be fully produced.

Lyrics

Splinters On The Maypole
© Sahlen-Starburst

I found splinters in the maypole, searching for my long lost dreams
Returning to forever with a keyboard screeching screams
Hunting promises unspoken, solving mysteries one by one
I found splinters in the maypole seeking visionary guns

(Chorus)
Mama was a baker cooking everything to please
With a whirlwind custard shaker, she brought papa to his knees
Like a shooting star from heaven, they burn brightly through the night
Mama was a baker making everything alright

Bang, bang behind the woodshed with magnesium on fire
Clang, clang inside the kitchen with pots and pan desire
Oh whoosh, here come the newbies, smiling broadly with a grin
Bang, bang behind the steeple with a church mouse steeped in gin

(Chorus)
Mama was a baker cooking everything to please
With a whirlwind custard shaker, she brought papa to his knees
Like a shooting star from heaven, they burned brightly through the night
Mama was a baker making everything alright

I got my heart misplaced in a den of miscreants
Marching four left feet behind like a king who lost his pants
Girlfriends hidden in a locker where the old school recreates
Like a family in the shadows shouting "help, relieve this ache"

Instrumental Break

(Chorus)
Mama was a baker cooking everything to please
With a whirlwind custard shaker, she brought papa to his knees
Like a shooting star from heaven, they burned brightly through the night
Mama was a baker making everything alright