Just another 'quick one' with a rather obvious word play: we reach the peak - we've come together At the end I even make it "we're coming together", should someone have missed the clue... Maybe it's not the peak of my lyrics writing, but I'm happy with...
I had written, yet not quite finished, three verses. a pool of blood on the kitchen floor tells a bitter tale a family that now is no more a home that is for sale a row that had gone out of hand rage suppressed too long caused a normal fam'ly's end ???...
I had posted "Beco" on several discussion boards. Although there were very few reactions, there was one particular remark that helped me improve the chorus. risks are taken all limits broken breaking loose tires lose their grip a wall is hit this is bad...
they shot a missile 'cross my day I watched my thoughts fade away I'm hoisting up the flag of truce though I was told there was no use I found my lover in my bag I pulled her out to have a shag they took my hand, stowed it away I've got another, so that's...
I may have to rewrite most of what I've written so far. It depends on how my lines of text work together with the music - that I haven't heard so far. I had only Stasy's first draft that I used as template. Nevertheless, I wrote a few more lines that...
Some people hits it lucky. I'm one of those :-) I had prepared two backing tracks that still lacked a vocal line as well as lyrics. A few moments ago I completed the lyrics for one of the tracks. This is the chorus: I still can't believe my luck that...
Lunch time lyrics! Maybe it is that I'm often slightly bored over lunch time - my working place must be among the ugliest places that exist, planned by some misanthrope - or maybe that I'm just particularly relaxed during my breaks... Anyway, I'm getting...
I am done with the lyrics index and only intended to add a few subject indexes over the weekend to make it easier for composers to identify viable lyrics for their project. Yet meanwhile four more lyrics are written or in the pipe-line: After "dirty Dick"...
Julia actually had already written part of the text. Her original lyrics (verse and pre-chorus) read: cold faces made out of stone [my suggestion: have turned to stone] hundreds of hearts are trembling [my suggestion: still trembling] in deep silence,...
While I'm supposed to write for yet another producer* I completed "no knight tonight", a little lyrics project of my own that had been resting uncompleted for months. But that's not what I wanted to write about at all... Well, aside from his tune Tobias...
... written to match yet another tune by Hot Mama. I have only the chorus at the moment. Before working on the verses and the outro I'll check with Hot Mama if the subject and tendency are okay with them. (and/but) now the world breaks down 'cause we've...
No, not really... Three backing tracks are in the making. 2014-05 (composition #5 this year) I completed yesterday, including a solo. It's the first time I play slide guitar - I had bought a slide (also called bottleneck) the other day - and open G tuning...
Remember, it's supposed to be about running away and have a summerly feel. I've mainly collected synonyms for "running away", but I may actually leave it at "run away" after all because that phrase actually occurs in the Gibberish-singing that I received...
I think I'd mentioned some time before that I would write a 'philosophical' text about the human condition. It looks like it will come out not too philosophical but rather typical - for me ;-) she was 22 consumed by lung cancer she'd never smoked a single...
... that I will place right after the first chorus and BEFORE the third verse for obvious(?) reasons: I'm hearing cheerful laughter and also angry shouts coming from the playground a lively mix of sounds I watch a couple holding hands I see a young girl...
I swapped the verses giving the text some kind of chronological order: first the jealousy or grudge of competing women (Athena), then the men turning away from 'her' - or being turned to stone - as the result. Actually, Julia would like to keep the text...
When I don't feel like writing lyrics I record my own music. I just completed yet another backing track by adding a MIDI bass and MIDI drums today, so all what is left missing is the vocals. And as usual I don't have any words for my own new song. Three...
... yet only two more lyrics 'officially' published so far. For a singer-songwriter(!) I wrote three lyrics, "much too long", "ride into the sun", and "will have to make it through the winter". A fourth text we wrote together "I'm so lonely" - he wrote...
I rewrote the first verse: she was 22 consumed by lung cancer she'd never smoked a cigarette she saw all her friends to say her Good-Byes she said we must not be upset Should run a little smoother. And I never cared for the former last line - "said there...
I had two verses and a bridge. When I read the bridge I discovered that the meter was very much like that of the verses although there were more syllables. I simply had sort of cut the lines in halves so I hadn't noticed. Somewhere in between I had altered...
I wrote two choruses because I was not happy with my first version. My first version: the sun is out, the world is open to us [clumsy to sing, stress on the "to"] see new things, let us travel far and wide [-2 syllables/notes] why should we want to stay,...
It maybe could do with a bridge. At the moment it's just verse - chorus - verse - chorus - verse - chorus. But content-wise it seems complete to me: I escaped the biting flies next desert sand burned in my eyes saw some paintings in the cave the rock...
I've posted seven new lyrics on my home page. Three are 'free-style' lyrics, texts with no music to them: floating leave me in the cold gonna have a ball Three I wrote to match other guy's music: somebody gonna have to make it through the winter much...
The title I'm writing for Ethan will be "silver stream". Other than it suggests it will become a rather depressing text: VERSE a chain of dreary and dire days pass in a daze how much more will follow that you have to face each single day as gloomy as...
Do you remember "Mr. D."? I mean "my" Mr. D.: no, Mr. D., I won't dance with you today just watch me bouncing 'round, and listen what I say Mr. D., I won't dance with you today no, Mr. D., I won't dance with you today In the second verse it says: how...
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