While Arbelos are having a quiet time I thought I’d go through some of my songs and record some simple acoustic versions. Here’s the first, Fahrenheit 451, a song based on Ray Bradbury’s book.

Here are the words if you want to sing along.

The fireman paid a call today, he’d heard about my books

He sprayed the shelves with kerosene and calmly lit a tiny match.

The flames grew high, an angry red, the smoke cloud billowed black with rage

‘Til all remained a sorry state – just a heap of dying ash.

Chorus:

Fahrenheit 451, burn the books! burn the books!

Fahrenheit 451, burn the books with their words of fire.

Fahrenheit 451, burn the books! burn the books!

Fahrenheit 451, burn the books with their words of fear.

 

Words which leap from page to mind, to tantalize and tease,

Words to fill your heart with warmth, perhaps to raise a cheer.

Stories told of long ago, and harsh realities

Words to tear the flesh away to reveal the truth of fear.

Chorus

When once a child’s eyes shone with the magic in a book

Imagination dancing like a leaf upon a tree

But now the walls are painted bright, with images to soothe the mind

Video screens like prison walls play the role of the Marshalcea.

Chorus

Conversations concentrate on the ghosts upon the walls

Remote control controls the hand in which it slyly rests

To see a crime and let it pass is still a vicious crime

But who’s to cry when the spirit fails its great and final test?

Chorus X 2

The fireman paid a call today, he’d heard about my books…