Story Behind The Song
I read a story about a high ranking college official at UC Berkeley getting one of his students drunk and taking advantage of her. Thought that from the woman's perspective, that might be a common experience and wortha lyrical try.
Song Description
Cool, Sarah McLaughlin style setting for a song about a young woman's relationship with a professor who she realizes was taking advantage of her.
Song Length |
4:39 |
Genre |
Pop - Alternative, Rock - Alternative |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Composed, Diplomatic |
Subject |
Bad Love, Dysfunctional Relations |
Similar Artists |
Sarah Mclachlan, Jewel |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Younger Sister
Hey professor, what?s that thing you said about love?
That it?s like a first day sailing
Exciting for a little while, and then not
But very dangerous to take for granted
even if you are not enjoying it.
You were always clever and sometimes right
Feeding the wisdom of age to youth
and I tried and tried to reach your branches
but never quite high enough, in truth
And you taught me all about irony
You liked having me around on my knees
And I learned more from you than you?ll ever know
While you scolded me for being so naïve.
And now that time just seems like Roman ruins
Some crumbled, picturesque fixture
And the me who missed you is long gone too
You?re like a story told by a younger sister
I think someday I might come back
And survey the damage done
Check out what you moved on to
And who?s your new little one
But it would be a victory tour
Of battles lost before
The turning point when I stood up
And walked right out your door
And now that time just seems like Roman ruins
some crumbled, picturesque fixture
And the me who missed you is long gone too
You?re like a story told by a younger sister
So many things you seemed to know and I didn?t have to decide
Thanks for the lessons--the Tolstoy and Plato, cheap Middle Eastern and Astroglide
And now that time just seems like Roman ruins
some crumbled, picturesque fixture
And the me who missed you is long gone too
You?re like a story told by a younger sister
©2005 Greg Beattie and Victoria Blythe