05-16-2013, 10:06 AM
walk in through his chamber door,
like Galatea in days of yore,
Oh Eleanor, My Eleanor,
in my mind and nothing more...
Starting with those lines, you've got hooked on the jingle without the philosophy of composition. Not that you should necessarily follow either one.
like Galatea in days of yore,
Oh Eleanor, My Eleanor,
in my mind and nothing more...
Starting with those lines, you've got hooked on the jingle without the philosophy of composition. Not that you should necessarily follow either one.