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i have to put this here.
this is the second song i've written. it turned out way better than what i imagined. the first one i wrote, i took another look at today, and i don't really much care for the result. the fact that i did it was what felt so great. and i made a tune for it and all that. the experience of the process is what felt good. that it is possible, and that i can do it.
the magic of the second one is what i love. that, and the song itself. and the music. the process grew on number two. it started out very rough, and i didnt really care for the music. so it changed a little the next time i revisited it - i think it was the next day. the word arrangement changed, and most of the words changed, period. the chords changed with it. then it changed a little more when i wrote it on paper. i hammered out some more definite chords. developed the chorus. but the third change has been the most profound. all of the rough edges of the lyrics have been polished, and a third chord progression has been fit to it. it has changed so much from what it started out as.
i think of the times i would draw on the chalk table. what one idea brought, bits of pieces of it moved into the next idea, and the whole concept would become reborn. and after several attempts, it would be something i was somewhat, if not entirely, in love with. i wish the modern cave painting had been processed a bit more - i suppose there is still time. but this song? this song is me. and i love every bit of it today. i wish my voice was better, but it is what it is. smoking and lack of practice are my only obstacles.
today i thought in terms of something i learned somewhere from pat pattison - i think it was on his website. he would ask, what does this lyric do for the song? and so i figured if it didnt do anything, something else had to be roughed in.
tonight i have a finished product, and i see a little bit of the process i went through to get to this point.
i don't have a title for it yet. but here it is:
i see a flame burn in your eyes
and i feel the shame buried inside
i have the truth caught in a lie
and i see your shadow trailing behind
and i feel a void i feel
i feel a void i feel
dreamers weave dreams on a whim
but i spill my dreams three sheets to the wind
lose all the pieces within
tangled in hymns, twisted in sin
and i feel a void i feel
i feel a void i feel
memories come, and memories fade
and memories turn into dust as you age
oh i remember days when it'd rain
when memories paid for war that we waged
and i feel a void i feel
i feel a void i feel
i think my grasp of the rhyming concept is a little limited. they are all one syllable words. but on the bright side, i don't let the sound of consonants hinder me. it's all vowel based here.
anyways... i like it. and i'll keep it. for sure. this one fits better for the bucket list than the first one.
this is the second song i've written. it turned out way better than what i imagined. the first one i wrote, i took another look at today, and i don't really much care for the result. the fact that i did it was what felt so great. and i made a tune for it and all that. the experience of the process is what felt good. that it is possible, and that i can do it.
the magic of the second one is what i love. that, and the song itself. and the music. the process grew on number two. it started out very rough, and i didnt really care for the music. so it changed a little the next time i revisited it - i think it was the next day. the word arrangement changed, and most of the words changed, period. the chords changed with it. then it changed a little more when i wrote it on paper. i hammered out some more definite chords. developed the chorus. but the third change has been the most profound. all of the rough edges of the lyrics have been polished, and a third chord progression has been fit to it. it has changed so much from what it started out as.
i think of the times i would draw on the chalk table. what one idea brought, bits of pieces of it moved into the next idea, and the whole concept would become reborn. and after several attempts, it would be something i was somewhat, if not entirely, in love with. i wish the modern cave painting had been processed a bit more - i suppose there is still time. but this song? this song is me. and i love every bit of it today. i wish my voice was better, but it is what it is. smoking and lack of practice are my only obstacles.
today i thought in terms of something i learned somewhere from pat pattison - i think it was on his website. he would ask, what does this lyric do for the song? and so i figured if it didnt do anything, something else had to be roughed in.
tonight i have a finished product, and i see a little bit of the process i went through to get to this point.
i don't have a title for it yet. but here it is:
i see a flame burn in your eyes
and i feel the shame buried inside
i have the truth caught in a lie
and i see your shadow trailing behind
and i feel a void i feel
i feel a void i feel
dreamers weave dreams on a whim
but i spill my dreams three sheets to the wind
lose all the pieces within
tangled in hymns, twisted in sin
and i feel a void i feel
i feel a void i feel
memories come, and memories fade
and memories turn into dust as you age
oh i remember days when it'd rain
when memories paid for war that we waged
and i feel a void i feel
i feel a void i feel
i think my grasp of the rhyming concept is a little limited. they are all one syllable words. but on the bright side, i don't let the sound of consonants hinder me. it's all vowel based here.
anyways... i like it. and i'll keep it. for sure. this one fits better for the bucket list than the first one.