Story Behind The Song

the idea, feeling, realization that we are all alone - in the final analysis: only ""I can do it - apply this to the whole human race: we are all alone on this planet. I wrote the song quickly - it poured out without much thought - once I had the chord sequence to the chorus. The song may have come because I've been living in another country for many years - sometimes feeling marooned on an island. What I like most about the song is that the chords in the second part of the chorus are different from the the first part of the choru: clever that! :-)

Song Description

slow rock/bluesy/ theatrical, magnificent, EPIC song about us all being alone - all in the same situation - marooned together on this planet/island EARTH. (so why fight, etc? - we are all in the same situation, together!). Full of vivid, thought provoking poetry orchestra, choir type harmonies . concert piano, build ups, climaxes, contrasts - unforgettable chorus.

Lyrics

Castaways.
Words and Music by Tony Chapman. Copyrighted:1/4/06
(first two choruses on Cminor chord only - except for end of the chorus).
Bm A G
CHORUS:Cast aways: that's what we are: in this jungle called the world
E7 A
where's our mummys and our daddies?
Bm A
Cast aways that's what we are
E7 G E7
in reality there's no goodies there's no baddies
F# F#+ F# Bm
there's just us marooned on this island .
E F# Bm
the umbilical Chord was broken and we were left --- high and dry.
E F# Bm
the first words spoken brought a tear into the eye ---
F#7 ( - with major 3rd and minor 3rd)
eye of the storm: CHORUS

saints and angels laid their halos ---- on the floor.
benevolent police force, doctors and lawyers are not --- there any more:
knights of old, protecting our gold have opened their door,
navies and armies, battleships no longer --- protect our shore:
that's for sure!

Middle:
F# B E F# B
its late in my life I have no pension and prices are rising all the time.
F# E
I've got so much depending on me and I've got no money!
E F# F#7 ( - with major 3rd and minor 3rd)
And I feel like cryin' --- let me cry...

Inst. (as chorus) end on F# F#7 ( - with major 3rd and minor 3rd)
repeat chorus
priests and gurus, teachers and professors they have --- all gone home.
presidants and royalty, explorer and celebrity va --- cated their throne . Olympic gold medalists, trapeze artists and rock-stars give no -- different view.
Einstien and Ghandi, Shakespeare and Tolstoy have been -- castaway too
like me and you... repeat chorus then chorus as instrumental.....