HYMN TO PAN, DIONYSUS... this is another of the three or four longer songs I wrote in that solitary time in the Caledon Hills. If you ever played this song on the radio, you'd likely have to cut it into two segments... The song speaks pretty much for itself. I don't know what this version is like --- tho I think maybe I recorded it just once in one take - and this is it. Let's see. (C)2017 by W.G. Milne. All rights reserved.
I'm curious to hear this song. Also, the words of "NO REST FOR THE INNOCENT" seem to be drifting back into my head... This will happen faster if I start playing the chords. I'd love to find this song, too. A whole lot of verses - none of them stale or dull. Here's part of the first verse.
"A black dog walked across the road
Down by the bushes where the river flowed
And I thought of you with your heavy load
No rest for the wicked
Or for the innocent who are beginning to grow"
"A man can be two people,
Three if he really needs
To keep the ball in the steeple
Rolling and free
He can lie, he can devise
He can do most anything
And he's all yours, my darling
If he just finds a song to sing
And no rest for the wicked
Or for the lonely ones
Who are beginning to sing".....
