TITLE SINGLE FOR NEW ALBUM, NOW RELEASED! 'Peace Cat And The Dogs Of War', by Producer Bravid Valour

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    a fitting opening salvo for a new endeavour to sail out into the world, By Producer Bravid Valour

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        [Intro]
        [Verse]
        The grand piano rattles in a dusty velvet hall
        A silhouette of whiskers dancing shadows on the wall
        His velvet paws are clicking on the ivory and the bone
        While out beyond the garden gate the iron seeds are sown
        The tabby skips a triplet through the chaos of the street
        Ignoring all the baying hounds and drums of heavy beat
        He winds around the jackboots with a twitching silver tail
        A silent hymn for every ship that never got to sail
        A silent hymn for every ship that never got to sail
        [Verse]
        The mastiffs snarl in formation under banners of a crown
        Their metal collars clanking as they march across the town
        They bark of ancient borders and the glory of the bite
        But the cat is swinging syncopated circles in the night
        He leaps upon the cannon with a soft and steady grace
        To lick a drop of morning dew from off a killer's face
        The generals are shouting but the chords are cutting through
        The scent of rosemary arises where the thistles grew
        [Chorus]
        Play that tattered melody until the tremors cease
        The paw is on the pedal for a temporary peace
        Let the dogs of fury howl beneath a copper moon
        While the whiskers tune the weather to a different kind of tune
        Stride along the wreckage with a jaunty little flare
        Spinning ragged circles in the sulfur-heavy air
        The claws are tucked away beneath a coat of calico
        Watch the fury crumble as the keys begin to flow
        [Bridge]
        A jagged bit of shrapnel makes a chime against the glass
        The army keeps on walking but the cat will let them pass
        He doesn't need a rifle and he doesn't need a name
        He treats the burning embers like a funny little game
        The dissonance is fading as the left hand finds the root
        Growing blossoms in the valley where they buried every boot
        [Verse]
        The sun begins to filter through the smoke of yesterday
        A single feline yawn can drive the bitter cold away
        The hounds are looking weary and their teeth are turning dull
        They listen to the upbeat in the middle of the lull
        No more snapping at the heels of the brothers in the line
        The rhythm of the parlor makes the bitter water wine
        He perches on the ledger where the debts were written down
        And purrs a brand new anthem for a reconstructed town
        [Pre-Chorus]
        Every hammer hits a wire
        Quenching every forest fire
        Stepping off the ledge of fear
        Let the gospel reach your ear
        [Chorus]
        Play that tattered melody until the tremors cease
        The paw is on the pedal for a temporary peace
        Let the dogs of fury howl beneath a copper moon
        While the whiskers tune the weather to a different kind of tune
        Stride along the wreckage with a jaunty little flare
        Spinning ragged circles in the sulfur-heavy air
        The claws are tucked away beneath a coat of calico
        Watch the fury crumble as the keys begin to flow
        [Chorus]
        Play that tattered melody until the tremors cease
        The paw is on the pedal for a temporary peace
        Let the dogs of fury howl beneath a copper moon
        While the whiskers tune the weather to a different kind of tune
        Stride along the wreckage with a jaunty little flare
        Spinning ragged circles in the sulfur-heavy air
        The claws are tucked away beneath a coat of calico
        Watch the fury crumble as the keys begin to flow