I describe my ongoing lyrics writing projects. Where I get my ideas, how I match my words with other people's music, which little helpers I use...
... are better than one? Kidding aside! We're talking real serious stuff here, aren't we? I wrote two 'briges' today - for two different songs. where the angels come to weep: she'd never have thought she could get over it but not at least she knew there...
Post lesenI wrote this on my vacation. While editing it right now I smoothened the meter a bit (see my notes in square brackets): a blind man describing colors to the deaf the moron talks about philosophy the living full of envy for the dead the fish are roosting...
Post lesenSome verses without rhyme, there are enough rhymes in the chorus ;-) Well, actually there is one rhyme over every two verses or parts: X X X A X X X A an ordinary day an ordinary man an ordinary life working hard to make a living an ordinary car the daily...
Post lesenso it doesn't sound like "where the angels go to pee" ;-) I also made the kid a boy: the rush hour's craze takes its toll a victims spouse to console her kid, too young to understand, reaches for his mother's hand and says "I cannot sleep where the angels...
Post lesenNow, that Fredy has published his version of "Angel", which makes it the third tune for the same lyrics*, I somehow got inspired to write something else about angels. The line "where angels go to weep" sprang to my mind (and yes, it's a very very sad...
Post lesenNothing much to report, actually. Over the last couple of weeks - including a two weeks vacation on my part - Craig and I corresponded about an older text that I'd originally written for Markus. This is its current state: VERSE it's not too late a wrong...
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