Song For Frank
Warren Ellis Lyrics


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Dovahkiin

"There would be no eulogies for Bob, no photographs of his body would be sold in sundries stores, no people would crowd the streets in the rain to see his funeral cortege, no biographies would be written about him, no children named after him, no one would ever pay twenty-five cents to stand in the rooms he grew up in."

veeraaa

I think people still don't bother about Robert ford that's why despite being a masterpiece the film was commercially unsuccessful.

whoohoo4087

Good. Dead men tell no tales as this one was written by a still breathing one.

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Richard B

The atmosphere of this music is so full of tragedy, nostalgia and loss. As you get older those things become a bigger part of you. I listen to this and look back at the happy times, so long ago and far away and feel such a strange variety of emotions, love and joy that I had such happy times and sadness and grief that they are gone forever. Such a cathartic piece of music..

Mad_and_Lost

u still here brodha, theach us more plz.

STLOU87

When you get closer to the end the past is all you have.

Arsenal Mad

@STLOU87 Wow ! Profound comment 👀👌🏼

Mathieu Chénier

Your comment hits home…

Bobby Scott

True this is a masterpiece soundtrack so deep

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Po's Law

He was ashamed of his persiflage, his boasting, his pretensions of courage and ruthlessness; he was sorry about his cold-bloodedness, his dispassion, his inability to express what he now believed was the case- that he truly regretted killing Jesse, that he missed the man as much as anybody and wished his murder hadn't been necessary. Even as he circulated his saloon he knew that the smiles disappeared when he passed by. He received so many menacing letters that he could read them without any reaction except curiosity. He kept to his apartment all day, flipping over playing cards, looking at his destiny in every King and Jack.

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