Baron of Bilried

by Bradley Herr

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Track Name: Barons
We of Bilried,
Nee of Glarus,
Swiss and German yore,

Sons of Hansley,
Lost his head,
In 1444.
Track Name: Miserable and Alone
It’s critical for me to let you know
I’m out of ways to bring to your attention
My words can only mean what I intend
And not whatever you attribute to them

I don’t mean to suggest I get
A free pass on the spite I spit
But I’d like if you could see what’s in my eyes

If you can only hear what’s in your head
But not the heart that’s moving blood and body
And if effort really matters less than words
Then what’s the point in ever even trying?

And if you think that words can nullify
The good that comes from actions well intended
And if you throw out all apologies
Than what’s the point of ever being sorry?

And if mistakes are all you see
While walking through a gallery
I think it’s safe to say you’re not an art fan

So if you end up miserable and alone
At least I can say that I tried to help you
And if I end up miserable and alone
At least I’m already halfway used to it
Track Name: Let You Down (Again)
I let you down
Everything reminds me
Track Name: Their Hands and Ours
Praise the thinking minds that put ideas in demand,
But don't forget the blood that spills to put them in your hands

If suits and ties deserve the pay for doing all the work,
And benefit from those that they outclass,
Why is it we identify the ties and suits as posh,
And call the other lot the working class?

If labor is a task that yields respect and independence,
With money and success as its reward,
Why are the ones who labor, then, the ones who are intended,
To aspire to what they cannot afford?

And if the board who gambles with one hundred million loses,
And writes it off as mere financial risk,
Why can the board not sympathize with broken bones and bruises,
Against their tired eyes and swollen wrists?

And if the heads of systems made to profit from the suffering of
people are the ones who rule
then surely a majority would benefit by taking up
the rock that splits these heads in two
Track Name: What Else Could I Do?
I saw your ad up in the paper yesterday.
I thought I'd take a chance and ask you out today,
Out to the zoo.
Well, what else can I do?

We got on fine through jokes and wine at dinner time,
I asked you if you'd like to go upstairs and you said
"No, thank you."
I poured some tea for two.

How were you to know I was the one?
The one the papers said was on the run?

Later that month you said you'd like for me to meet
Your mother and your father, wouldn't that be neat?
You little shrew.
Well, what else can I do?

They came around at six, polite and right on time.
I said I'd cook and that my steak pies were sublime.
Please lock the door.
I'm not much to fall for.

How were you to know I'd brought my knives?
Or that you should be fearing for your lives?

You started screaming as so many others did.
I've been this way since I was just a little kid.
No lessons learned.
Our meeting is adjourned.

Let facts be facts, my dear. No need to misconstrue:
I killed your mother and I killed your father, too.
As I did you.
Well, what else could I do?