Victoria
Victoria who knows who you are, who knows what you will become and what will turn you on,
where will you belong, Victoria
Victoria a pawn in someones game a smile so coy and innocent in some old fashioned world your a good old fashioned girl, Victoria
Victorian your gas lights do reveal all those dark secluded places that we would conceal, what innocence we steal, Victoria
Victoria, whatever will you think, crazy pawns and suicide, is that what springs to mind, so cruel and so unkind, Victoria
Victoria can we take a photograph and forget your childish games, shall we put you in a frame your inheritance insane Victoria
Being as this is my wife's name, I had to hear it! I like the atmosphere and ambience. The vocals work well too. Nice work!
This is fun! So many different parallel ideas happening simultaneously... The sequenced keys, the heartbeat, and the Beck-like words... Makes me want to tap all ten fingers in 10 different ways!
Ah Mr Wolf, as enigmatic as ever. Reflections on a monarchy that changed the world, or how the queen was used to propagate the empire? Intriguing song - nice one.