Purple Flower (a non-binary ballad by Becky)

[Becky]

I just finished the raw demo for a brand new rock ballad called "Purple Flower."  It was inspired by Trinity, who posted about going to a roadside diner in h'er hometown.  Sh'e wore masculine clothes, but was brave enough to risk wearing a purple flower in h'er hair.  I tried to imagine myself returning to my hometown, with all the memories and struggles, and daring to risk a flower in my own hair.  

I'm a classical composer, and rock isn't my normal thing, but I felt driven to create this.  I hope you find meaning in it, and can sense the strong emotions I had while I worked on it.  I urge everyone to read the lyrics while they listen - just click on the purple link to hear the song.

Musical hugs to everyone,
Becky
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Purple Flower (audio)




PURPLE FLOWER



I went back home, the place I loved

Drove past the school where I got shoved

The sissy boy who couldn’t kick a ball



I was gentle, I was true

The bullies beat me black and blue

I learned my lessons face-down in the hall



Inside a lonely motel room

I change my clothes in twilight’s gloom

A flannel shirt instead of silken gowns

I think I’ll go to get a drink,

I wash my face right down the sink

My male reflection stares at me and frowns



And just before I slam the door

A thing of beauty on the floor

A shadow of my female side

The very thing I’m trying to hide



I put it on, despite the fear

And wipe away a silent tear

I go to walk the streets of town

And stare those evil haters down



I’ve lived too long to live a lie

I take a breath and heave a sigh

I head to town amazed that I could wear

A purple flower in my hair.



The fields, the hills, the soaring birds,

The ugliness of hurtful words

My teenage years still loom like stormy skies



I stored my soul up on a shelf

It took me years to love myself

Yet, even now, I’m wearing this disguise.



Inside a lonely motel room

I change my clothes in twilight’s gloom

A flannel shirt instead of silken gowns

I’m gonna go to get a drink,

I wash my face right down the sink

My male reflection stares at me and frowns



And just before I slam the door

A thing of beauty on the floor

A shadow of my female side

The very thing I’m trying to hide



I put it on, despite the fear

And wipe away a silent tear

I go to walk the streets of town

And stare those evil haters down



I’ve lived too long to live a lie

I take a breath and heave a sigh

I sit down at the bar, so glad to dare

This purple flower in my hair.



Can you love

Someone different like me?

All I want

Is a chance of being free.

Of being me, OF BEING ME



And I still fight this silent war

I grieve about the ones before

The pioneers who suffered all the hate



In my mind, I hear their cry

Dumped in a ditch and left to die

I’m sitting here, afraid of that same fate



Inside a lonely motel room

I change my clothes in twilight’s gloom

A flannel shirt instead of silken gowns

I’m gonna go to get a drink,

I wash my face right down the sink

My male reflection stares at me and frowns



And just before I slam the door

A thing of beauty on the floor

A shadow of my female side

The very thing I’m trying to hide



I put it on, despite the fear

And wipe away a silent tear

I go to walk the streets of town

And stare those evil haters down



I’ve lived too long to want to die

I feel the girl within this guy

Is it so hard for you to truly care

For this frightened girl who chose to wear

A purple flower in her hair.

[Trinity]

This is outstanding.

Copywrite it now and I'd like to perform it somewhere. It could easily wind up in "Indictment."

[Becky]

May 5, 2018 13:35:25 GMT 8 Trinity said:

This is outstanding.

Copywrite it now and I'd like to perform it somewhere. It could easily wind up in "Indictment."

Thank you so much.  When I have a chance, I can make a lead sheet for you.

[Petri]

omg Becky<3 that was amazing! I had goosebumps the whole song through, I love it!