Lyric Analysis

• Select one song from the show you chose in the first unit.
• Write out the lyrics by themselves and analyze them (as in the previous assignment.)
• Select one lyric from the list below that you do not know and analyze it:
o Troubadour Song — Philip Seward
o Calico Eyes — John Sparks
o Spring Will Be A Little Late This Year — Frank Loesser
• Provide a metrical analysis and a short paragraph considering the following:
o What kind of structure do you perceive?
o If any exist, identify:
 Rhyme
 Alliteration
 Internal rhyme
 Any other poetic device

CALICO EYES
I knew a plain little girl
With calico eyes
Who marveled at all she could see
At emerald meadows and sapphire skies
I liked her, was she me?

I knew a strange little child
Who practiced and tried
But knew that she never could be
The fairytale princess she felt inside
I liked her, was she me?

I don’t remember the place or the day
Or what I was doing when she ran away

Her sad little face
Too proud to show tears
A sigh and a badly scraped knew
A triphammer heartbeat, bright hopes, dark fears
That no one else could see
What a laugh
To think she might have been me.

TROUBADOUR SONG
Music, music, music, muse
Speak to me, Sing to me,
Give me a sign!

Music has been my life’s pursuit;
From childhood I sang every song.
Songs of passion, songs of sorrow,
Songs where laughter fills the air!

Of all the arts, music is most powerful…
Music provides us impressions of heaven;
Glimpses revealing the face of noble art.

How long have I searched;
How far have I travelled;
How consumed with desire
To understand, to feel the music
Course through my veins!

Music has been my constant companion,
Music has been my lifelong friend
What better chance for me
Than to immerse myself in music…

Music, music, muse,
Come, muse!

SPRING WILL BE A LITTLE LATE THIS YEAR
Spring will be a little late this year
A little late arriving in my lonely world over here
For you have left me and where is our April of old
You have left me and winter continues cold

As if to say spring will be a little slow to start
A little slow reviving that music it made in my heart
Yes time heals all things so I needn't cling to this fear
It's merely that spring will be a little late this year

Spring will be a little late this year
A little slow reviving that music it made in my heart
Yes time heals all things so I needn't cling to this fear
It's merely that spring will be a little late
A little late this year