Immerse yourself in the poignant dichotomy of weapons of old and new in 'Arrows and Guns,' a soulful folk song performed by Folk Song Warrior. This heartfelt melody contrasts the honorable yet painful stories etched by arrows with the unforgiving and final impact of guns. A powerful narrative captures the dance of warriors, emotional battles, and the hope for peace.
(Verse)
Arrows wound, but leave a trace,
In the heart's quiet chamber, they find their place.
Each shaft whispers stories of courage and strife,
A dance of honor, etching memories for life.
Guns, relentless, wielded by fate's cruel hand,
Their cold metal kisses extinguish dreams on demand.
Smoke-choked skies witness battles lost and won,
Yet in the aftermath, there's only weeping, none undone.
(Bridge)
The warrior dance unfolds, a tragic ballet,
Limbs entwined, shadows cast in twilight's gray.
Arrows seek justice, their flight swift and true,
While guns, unfeeling, paint the earth crimson hue.
(Chorus)
Arrows wound, but hearts mend with time,
Their echoes linger, like ancient bells' chime.
Guns kill, leaving voids that can't be filled,
And in the silence, tears flow, hearts stilled.
(Outro)
So let the weeping be our requiem song,
For those lost to arrows and guns, right and wrong.
May peace someday rise, like dawn's golden ray,
And heal the wounds that neither weapon can sway. 🌿🏹💔
(Verse)
C G
Arrows wound, but leave a trace,
Am F
In the heart's quiet chamber, they find their place.
C G
Each shaft whispers stories of courage and strife,
Am F
A dance of honor, etching memories for life.
C G
Guns, relentless, wielded by fate's cruel hand,
Am F
Their cold metal kisses extinguish dreams on demand.
C G
Smoke-choked skies witness battles lost and won,
Am F
Yet in the aftermath, there's only weeping, none undone.
(Bridge)
Dm Am
The warrior dance unfolds, a tragic ballet,
G C
Limbs entwined, shadows cast in twilight's gray.
Dm Am
Arrows seek justice, their flight swift and true,
G C
While guns, unfeeling, paint the earth crimson hue.
(Chorus)
C G
Arrows wound, but hearts mend with time,
Am F
Their echoes linger, like ancient bells' chime.
C G
Guns kill, leaving voids that can't be filled,
Am F
And in the silence, tears flow, hearts stilled.
(Outro)
C G
So let the weeping be our requiem song,
Am F
For those lost to arrows and guns, right and wrong.
C G
May peace someday rise, like dawn's golden ray,
Am F
And heal the wounds that neither weapon can sway. 🌿🏹💔
**Song:** Arrows and Guns
**Tempo:** 80 BPM
**Drum Beat:**
Verse:
- Kick Drum: 1, &, 3, &
- Snare Drum: Adds emphasis with light hits on 2 and 4
- Hi-hat: Consistent 1/8 notes
Bridge:
- Kick Drum: 1, &, 3, &
- Snare Drum: Emphasizing 2, and &, 4, and &
- Hi-hat: Consistent 1/8 notes with light accents on some off-beats
Chorus:
- Kick Drum: 1, 2, &, 3, 4
- Snare Drum: Heavier hits on 2 and 4
- Hi-hat: Consistent 1/16 notes, slight open on the & of 2, and & of 4
Outro:
- Kick Drum: 1, &, 3, &
- Snare Drum: Light hits on 2 and 4
- Hi-hat: Leading with 1/4 notes
### Drum Notation:
#### Verse:| 1e+a 2e+a 3e+a 4e+a | | K - K - S - K - K - S - |
| 1e+a 2e+a 3e+a 4e+a |
| K - K - S(2&) - K - S(4&)|
#### Chorus:| 1e+a 2e+a 3e+a 4e+a | | K - K - S - K - S - K - S|
| 1e+a 2e+a 3e+a 4e+a |
| K - K - S - K - K - S - |Note:
🎵 **"Arrows and Guns"** 🎵
(Verse)
Arrows wound, but leave a trace,
In the heart's quiet chamber, they find their place.
Each shaft whispers stories of courage and strife,
A dance of honor, etching memories for life.
Guns, relentless, wielded by fate's cruel hand,
Their cold metal kisses extinguish dreams on demand.
Smoke-choked skies witness battles lost and won,
Yet in the aftermath, there's only weeping, none undone.
(Bridge)
The warrior dance unfolds, a tragic ballet,
Limbs entwined, shadows cast in twilight's gray.
Arrows seek justice, their flight swift and true,
While guns, unfeeling, paint the earth crimson hue.
(Chorus)
Arrows wound, but hearts mend with time,
Their echoes linger, like ancient bells' chime.
Guns kill, leaving voids that can't be filled,
And in the silence, tears flow, hearts stilled.
(Outro)
So let the weeping be our requiem song,
For those lost to arrows and guns, right and wrong.
May peace someday rise, like dawn's golden ray,
And heal the wounds that neither weapon can sway. 🌿🏹💔
Folk song warrior