My first post-retirement song: an extended chess metaphor about the endgame.
Endgame: music and lyrics © 2022 Jonathan Ochshorn
Verse 1
A rook moves on a gridded board
Cleared of all distractions
A knight protects his frightened lord from
Unwanted interactions
All the pawns have left the field
Emptied and depleted
The queen was just a human shield
Her sacrifice conceded
While all the others tactically retreated
For the endgame
Verse 2
The bishop's staring down the king
Demanding retribution
The knight with its maneuvering
Stays the execution
But the knight is pinned in retrospect
The king's defense is shattered
His strategy once seemed correct but
None of it has mattered
All paths lead whether straight or scattered
To the endgame
BRIDGE 1
Now's the time to make your play
Let the chips fall where they may
No one knows what lies ahead
We're all flying blind instead
Verse 3
Seasons clamor for attention
Winter worries spring is here
Summer sweats with apprehension while
Fall starts yet another year
As days rush into their tomorrows
Someone's born someone dies
Other people and their sorrows
Flash before my eyes
Not unexpected but still taken by surprise
In the endgame
BRIDGE 2
Don't waste time by taking stock
Just make your move and hit the clock
Grab the wheel and make it spin
Time to let the end begin
Verse 4
The knight is scanning the horizon
He's searching for a flaw
The king considers compromising
He's hoping for a draw
But the pressure's as intense as ever
There's nowhere else to go
When each and every last endeavor
Just might bring the final blow
As we wait for the final act in the final show
Of the endgame
More music at: jonochshorn.com/music/
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