SlyphStorm (original by The Living Tombstone) - Octavia's Overture

Look back to long ago


To a little town so calm and slow


The days and months and years just kinda slipped on by




You learned to play those ancient strings


While the world listened to other things


Until you finally just sat down to cry




So you packed a bag and said so long


And you didn't look back till you were long gone


Headed to the city to play your song


Cause that's where you belong




Your parents worried 'bout you every day


All your friends said you chose wrong


But the promises of fame, success and fortune


Were just too strong




Your only friend in the cold cruel city are your strings and bow


Keep walking through the rainy streets with your head down low


And as air gets colder and the rain turns to snow, whisper to yourself




I'm the type of pony everypony should know




Octavia, chin up now, don't look so glum


Octavia, the time for you to shine has come


Octavia, straighten up your tie and rosin up your bow


And play the world an overture they'll remember for years to come




Octavia, don't sell your dream so cheap


Octavia, this night is yours to keep


Octavia, just take a breath and reach down deep


And play the world a lullaby to send us off to sleep




You've grown to love this sleepless city


With the shows so bright, and the lights so pretty


You feel that this is where you're meant to be




Your name and face are everywhere


When you walk by, they stop and stare


And you pretend like you just never see 




So you called a friend back from the past


A relationship that's meant to last


You wonder how she's been all these years




Can't talk now, busy making a brand new song


Or is she faking, the conversation broke you down to tears




Why did I forget about her for so long


I thought it wouldn't really matter but it's all just gone so wrong


I'm sorry, so sorry, I'm trying to be strong




I'm the type of pony everypony should know


But who I am inside isn't what I show


And as I walk through the cold and snow


I feel so low 




Octavia, chin up now, don't look so glum


Octavia, the time for you to shine has come


Octavia, straighten up your tie and rosin up your bow


And play the world an overture they'll remember for years to come




Octavia, don't sell your dream so cheap


Octavia, this night is yours to keep


Octavia, just take a breath and reach down deep


And play the world a lullaby to send us off to sleep




Octavia, we all miss you here at home


Octavia, when you left us all to roam


Octavia, we never thought we'd see you again


But the only thing we hear from you is you were right again




Octavia, we all miss you here at home


Octavia, when you left us here to roam


Octavia, will you come back home to show


All of us what's become of the cellist we used to know

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