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...
once full of hope
you were the highschool star
breaking teenage hearts
now you can’t cope
once the big boss
now wretched and pitiful,
old, and laughable
you are no loss
I decided that the former lines -
when no-one understands
when all reason makes no sense
it can only mean
that your future ends
- don't really fit, so I stored them in my 'scrap book' for the time being. I'll still need a bridge, I guess, maybe cast a little hope or comfort on the rather shattering text. But then, maybe not ;-)
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