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Beevers_uk
08-01-2006, 10:52 PM
Here are some of mine...

Here... (http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=4679321&blogID=139233279&MyToken=c09cdce3-0156-4aee-9338-4bd059410719)

audity
08-02-2006, 10:48 PM
Beeves, I enjoyed 'Fuist,' 'True Love,' and 'Distance of Two Hearts.'
Do you have any tabs, sheet music, or even demo tracks for 'em?

'Why' proves that you are obsessed with Damien.... :hello2:

Beevers_uk
08-02-2006, 10:55 PM
Haha, yeah im not sure why i put that there in 'Why' lol!!

And no i dont have tabs or anythign like that, im no good at writting the musical side of a song or anything like that! :crybaby2:

Beevers_uk
08-25-2006, 11:09 PM
Carve your name in my arm,
And tear it apart.
Show the real me,
Show my lifes i hide in me.
Stick to tatoos of your name,
They go before your scars.
All this sounds so lame,
And i'm to blame.
Just dont let me down.

Scream my name on hill tops,
Blind on hill tops.
Deaf as a drug,
And bathe me in naked hug's.
Suffocating my burnt black soul,
Dying slowly in your eyes.
Deeper in a hole,
From your south pole.
You still let me down!

Write his initials on my arm,
And sound your alarm.
Fooling ourselves still,
and still losing this constant will.
Forgeting all of your men,
And dissolving your sweet kisses.
Chewing lids on pens,
In smokey poerty dens.
Now i let you down.

WhatAmIDarling?
08-26-2006, 06:06 PM
Chewing lids on pens,
In smokey poerty dens.

I really like this line. Sorry for the terse-ness.

Livo
08-26-2006, 11:00 PM
anyone at all

breathe in the scent of the cold night air
breathe in the scent of me
you pull me closer and i walk away
i can't help but walk alone

i've got mud on my shoes and
blood on my hands
and i know that somewhere
someone's crying...

somebody save me, somebody hear me
somebody call me, anyone at all
somebody take, somebody break
somebody call me, anyone at all

you wake to the cold night air
pushing through your windows again
the noise of the folks out on the street
the folks out looking for the end

you can see it there, the end's in sight
see it coming, dark across the light

i've got mud on my shoes and
blood on my hands
and i know that somewhere
someone's crying...

somebody save me, somebody hear me
somebody call me, anyone at all
somebody take, somebody break
somebody call me, anyone at all

and when it's over
will you still call me
your lovely mess
oh
such lovelyness

you can't break me down
you can try but you can't at all

i've got mud on my shoes and
blood on my hands
and i know that somewhere
i'm crying...

somebody save me, somebody hear me
somebody call me, anyone at all
somebody take, somebody break
somebody call me, anyone at all
anyone at all, anyone at all
anybody, somebody, anyone at all...

maccas81
08-31-2006, 02:31 PM
livi, with these class lyrics, you are really spoling us!

Livo
08-31-2006, 05:04 PM
livi, with these class lyrics, you are really spoling us!

oh ambassador! :smiley36::smiley36: and thank you!

Beastieboy
09-04-2006, 10:20 PM
Flicks through note book......

No one's ever heard/read any of my poetry before (apart from nosy neighbours), i just joined a band so im hoping this will change....

This is called 'This Girl/birds and bees'

Verse:
Woke up on Thursday, couldn't see
third eye blind
woke up on friday, had a dream
oh what a sight
I never met her but she could have
been my type
I never want to be the one to say
Goodnight.....

Chorus:
Well this girl she's the one for me
She makes me think of the birds and the bees
and even though i know that it is just a dream
and on and on and on

repeat but insert
.....I never met her but i know,
she was my type.....

Beevers_uk
09-04-2006, 10:22 PM
I've lost my wayy,
And found myself here.
Because of your words,
I've Ended up broken and here.
Becuase of your words,
I've lost my words.

So Leave how you came,
With your eyes open.
And leave how you came,
With your heart closed.
Taken with a swipe of a pen.

Remember this day?
Riding trains to here.
On star lit dark nights,
I've ended broken and here.
Because of your lights,
I've lost my way.

carvinC980t_kid
09-04-2006, 11:13 PM
Beastie Boy - good stuff! you should share more often!

Beevers - amazing as usual

maccas81
09-05-2006, 02:37 PM
oh ambassador! :smiley36::smiley36: and thank you!

do you have any music on line yet livi?

Livo
09-05-2006, 04:50 PM
i don't, no, but i recently recorded about ten tracks on my friend's laptop.. as soon as i get some blank cds it's gonna be up on my bebo band pag (http://liviflynnmusic.bebo.com)e (http://liviflynnmusic.bebo.com). when it is i'll let yis know yeah?

PenguinBoy
09-06-2006, 05:56 PM
Flicks through note book......

No one's ever heard/read any of my poetry before (apart from nosy neighbours), i just joined a band so im hoping this will change....

This is called 'This Girl/birds and bees'

Verse:
Woke up on Thursday, couldn't see
third eye blind
woke up on friday, had a dream
oh what a sight
I never met her but she could have
been my type
I never want to be the one to say
Goodnight.....

Chorus:
Well this girl she's the one for me
She makes me think of the birds and the bees
and even though i know that it is just a dream
and on and on and on

repeat but insert
.....I never met her but i know,
she was my type.....

love it i love the short lines that jst move onto eachother, it's like there's no time to finnish one though before another one slaps u in a face, it's like falling from a tree and being smacked by all the branches as you fall. But instead of hurting it's "lyric pleasure".

can't remember last time i posted a lyric: here goes:

U might have heared the first 2 verses before as they were part of a poem i once wrote.

Your Romantic

Every Love Song Sings my sorrow
Rebellions still follow
everyones the same
in their own different ways

I'm just admirer 42
just the same as 1 to 41
all who think they're
different from eachother

I can't be your romantic,
i know my fears to well
I can't sweep you off your feet,
even if i hear you yell

You want a shining knight
who'll do anything for your sight
but i'm a learnťd page
and reason is a cage

I can't be your romantic,
i know my fears to well
I can't sweep you off your feet,
even if i hear you yell

I can't love you in the melodrama
or love you in the fantasy
but i'll love you in reality
and say that i want you to be with me

If that is not enough
then i can't die for more
than thank the twists of love and time
that i saw ur face, fore it walked out the door.

I am fantastic

I do the verry best i can
I might mess up but atleast i try
I take all the bashing and rise above it
I love you but i don't get crazy about it cos...

I am part of nature
I try not to litter
I pick up the mess
I try to drink less cos..

I am fantastic!
I am wonderful!
I am brilliant!
I am amazing to me!


I try to speak to people
and i even try to like the mean ones
I try to make other people happy
and i even try to help the mean ones cos...


I am part of nature
I try not to litter
I pick up the mess
I try to drink less cos..

I don't walk, in the dark in the rains
Cos i love the slurmy little snails
and i don't salt my little path at night
to all those little sluggies' delight

I am fantastic!
I am wonderful!
I am brilliant!
I am amazing to me!

I am fantastic!
I am wonderful!
I am brilliant!
I am amazing to me!

Beastieboy
09-06-2006, 06:30 PM
This is a really good thread i love reading everyone's lyrics.....

Anyway i'll give it another go....

It's called 'Green Leaves'

Verse1:
I've got grave stones out my bedroom window
but i'm not afraid of them.
I see people walking the streets
with their minds on the time,
their eyes see no further than their feet.

Chorus:
You can take what you want
leave what you need
for all that its worth
just remember to breath

Verse2:
Green leaves growing
but they won't be here for long.
Old ways dieing
and new ways soon to come.
Dreamers dreaming
they won't lay it on the line.
Well i've been dreaming of the passing of our time.

carvinC980t_kid
09-07-2006, 02:21 AM
ok, well i just threw this song together in about 5 mins. i've been really really really depressed today. i haven't been able to get rid of the memories of my ex and i out of my mind. here are a few songs i threw together while playing the guitar. they aren't done and still have some good changing to be done, but i felt like sharing anyways cause i don't write much! i hope you like these! comments, good or bad, please!!!!!!!!!! and be honest

ďBest time of my lifeĒ
Cameron Morgan

"Remember that night
The one where we went to watch the stars
Our lips were locked so tight
We never made it out side the car
Thank god for bench seats
It made it so much more interesting

Remember how I was so scared
You could feel my heart when yours was pressed so closely to mine
You held me so tightly and kissed with fire burning inside
Why do I still see the fire in you even though you arenít mine

Too many tears have fallen
We fought too many times
Iíve expressed my loneliness too many times
Each time you say you miss me
But you step further away
Its time to quit this game
Lets hold hands and together weíll pray

Remember how we use to laugh
All alone in your laundry room
Laughing so hard
Weíd both be crying with laughter
Oh what a amazing sight

Remember how weíd ride around
All stretched out in the truck
The little kisses dropping you off to work
And the texts with just a heart

Too many tears have fallen
Weíve fought too many times
This passion is still burning within us
Last make the most of this
And these cool fall nights
So if it ever gets too cold outside
Youíll always have me by your side

Remember how we use to think
How great it would be
To spend our final year at home
Just you and me

Remember that night you called me crying
I knew what you had to say
I begged you not to come over
You left me that night with only the taste of your lips to remember

Remember how we thought we would stay best friends
Until the end of time
Then why am I searching here
But no friend is to be found
I guess times changes
And so did you
Just donít forget to remember all those good times
Because Iíve still got time to leave more for your memories"


here is another song that i just have alittle bit too.


"should have seen it coming"
cameron morgan

"Where did it all go
Am I really that blind
How could this go wrong
The day before it all seemed so right
How have you been
Does it still keep you up at night
Iíve been so lost
I need you by my side
Oh lord, please show me the light

Iím trying to break free
But I just keep falling harder
Iíve tried to run and hide
But precious memories just linger by my side
Youíre so precious
There ainít no gem that shines as bright
Youíre so beautiful
your beauty is so radiant i don't need light"

so yeah, i'm sure after this weekend.. i'll have another song to share, because i'm expecting to be in a really ****ty mood on saturday night while she, my ex, is at another schools dance with some guy. :crybaby2:

Fool
09-07-2006, 10:47 PM
New song I wrote and recorded earlier today.
It's the first thing I've written in about 3 months, so I'm a bit chuffed!


________________________
Must You Go?

Draw me in
But give your time to me now
Or stay with him, him
And let him bring you right down

What you've done, what you've done
Tell me why I should drown
In wanting you, you
And what I thought we'd found

So shallow
I'm just another face
And you said, you said "go"
But I'm still stuck in this place

You said, as you undressed
Of how your love had turned so black
And what you want, you confessed
And pushed me down onto my back

And again, we came
Making up for what he lacks
He wants you
He wants you back
You must go back
Must you go back?

And as you leave
Just as easily as you came
I can't believe
That I fell for it again

This love

A thousand words
But they only seem to hurt
Make your mind
Whatever you decide

But don't take me for a ride
Because I don't have the time
_____________________________

www.myspace.com/benbroommusic (http://www.myspace.com/benbroommusic)
You can hear it there.

carvinC980t_kid
09-09-2006, 04:37 AM
I wrote this song today after school. i had lunch with my ex and it was just depressing to realize how things have changed so much. like a slap in the face all over again. but i wrote this and got guitar to it all in about 5 mins.

stars quit shining
moons run off
here i am
feeling so lost
its all growing further, further away
every day
it's a feeling that feels so at home inside
cause it's all i've ever known

well, i don't need you here
but i want you buy my side
come keep my company
cause life just doesn't feel right
baby, come sing me to sleep
left me touch your beatuiful face
and get lost in your eyes

nights are groing colder
i sit alone out by the fire
holding myself thinking
trying to make sense of what i've lost
well this all seems so strange
lord, please tell me this is a dream
cause each and every day
i know we are drifiting further apart

yeah, i want you here
i'd do anything to have you by my side
mhm, lets waste away a night
laying side by side
lets laugh, hug, and kiss
and try to forget our sorrows just for one night

stars quit shining
moons gone off
here i am
feeling so lost

stars quit shining
moons run off
here i am
i hope you really are better off

carvinC980t_kid
09-10-2006, 05:54 PM
how long must i wait here
just to see your face
i've been waiting so long
only to remember what use to be
friendships always come and go
no one ever sticks with me
i've been waiting here so long
i guess i always will be

time doesn't heal for me
words of condolence just make me bleed
why have you left me for better company
we were supposed to be best friends
have fun through out our whole senior year
now time has shown that you are doing it all with out me

how long must i wait
do you really want anything from me
or is telling me we can be friends when we heal
just a form of you trying to comfort me

time doesn't heal for me
sorrow has taken over me
i didn't think you'd leave me completely
we were supposed to be best friends forever
now you're spending you senior year
giving all your good times to everyone but me

how long must i wait
how long must i wait here
how many times will i cry
how many times will i scream why
how long must i wait here
do you truely want anything from me
lets be honest here
is teling me we'll be best friends soon
just a form of you trying to confort me

PenguinBoy
09-11-2006, 07:51 PM
what does anyone think of my songs?

sorry to be a bit demandful, but i'd really like to know what peoples thinks, whether they need work, or if ya actually like em!

Beevers_uk
09-13-2006, 07:17 PM
I really like this line. Sorry for the terse-ness.

Thanks!! What does Terse-ness mean by the way?

Beevers_uk
09-13-2006, 07:25 PM
what does anyone think of my songs?

sorry to be a bit demandful, but i'd really like to know what peoples thinks, whether they need work, or if ya actually like em!

Im not telling you what i think of your songs :smiley14: hehe!!

Just Kidding!! I loveeeeeeeee the verse...

"I can't love you in the melodrama
or love you in the fantasy
but i'll love you in reality
and say that i want you to be with me"

I love it soooooooo much!! :D


---------------------------------------------------
I defy them stars,
Cause they lied to me.
And they lied to me of beauty,
The beauty that should be honest.
But to be honest it owuld be a lie,
And to lie it would be honest.
But no matter how honest it would just be a sin.
A sin so painful Jesus could not forgive me,
And to forgive me would raise doubt.
A doubt of if love is pure and honest,
Can honesty and Pureness be forgiven?
And when speaking of forgiving, then speak of passion,
Passion from a kiss to a rose,
A rose to a petal,
A petal to a bud,
A bud to a petal,
A petal to a rose,
And a rose to a kiss,
A kiss on your lips.
Lips so red they steal my breath,
A taste upon your breasts.
Your breasts fall and rise with every breath,
In one breath you say
In one breath you say
You Say
You Say

I Dont Love You.

--------------------------------------------------

I wrote this for someone i know, shes an amazing woman, and rocks :icon_kidr

ASK

If i asked you to let me kiss you, would you say yes?
If i asked you to let me hold you, would you say no?
If i asked you to let me see your eyes, could you say maybe?
If i asked to taste your lips, would you shush me with your finger tips?
...And then if i asked you to let me love you, could you accept it, and believe it?
More importantly, would you be my Juliet?

And if i tasted your kiss,
And if i felt your ryhtm from your heart.
And if i was blinded by your eyes,
And if i was poisoned by your taste.
...Would you love me, and let me be your Romeo?

And we'd kiss in a pook of naked lights,
And crimson stars.
Beneath balconies at night,
We'll stare at stars.
And i'd whisper soft in your ear,
And i'd share my fear.
Hearing doves cry,
As we both sleep and lie.

But while i sleep.
And i dream.
I see your name,
And i wake.
And my Balcony Is a bridge,
My lights are ****e.
And my stars are wars in the sky.
But i still see your name and i still ask,

Will you be my Juliet?

Vienna
09-13-2006, 09:54 PM
who is this woman of which you speak??? does she rock your socks?? :D

Beevers_uk
09-13-2006, 10:14 PM
She knows who she is, thats all! and she does rock my socks!! My Purple, Red and Blue Socks! She Rocks!! :D

maccas81
09-14-2006, 01:12 PM
what does anyone think of my songs?

sorry to be a bit demandful, but i'd really like to know what peoples thinks, whether they need work, or if ya actually like em!

i'm a big fan dude, i believe i told you this before, if theres any specific songs you want my assessment of, send em to me and i shall be glad to analyse them!

carvinC980t_kid
09-15-2006, 12:21 AM
this is a song i just wrote while being extremely depressed. cheers

for 15 minutes i was on top of the world
when i looked at you it seemed like nothing changed
now in 15 days you'll be with him
dancing the night away

i did this to myself though
got no one to else to blame
i should have spent the day at home
so i wouldn't waste the night crying away

looks of hope are all you send me
your words they crush me as i lay awake
your beauty is something that astonishes me
your lips are sweet, but so hard to read

i did this to myself though
got no one else to blame
i was better off staying home alone
instead these tears fall too easily

PenguinBoy
09-15-2006, 02:50 PM
i'm a big fan dude, i believe i told you this before, if theres any specific songs you want my assessment of, send em to me and i shall be glad to analyse them!

nah it's cool! hehe analysis!

I just posted my lyrics and was checking back on the thread every few secconds to see if someone had posted, and i couldn't wait anymore so i just demanded comments lol!

thankyou for liking them :D

audity
09-16-2006, 11:53 PM
^ PenguinBoy, your songs are great

Where are those lyrics you are talking about?
All I found were your songs on Myspace...lol...
"Crumpets in the Morning" is addictive.

PenguinBoy
09-17-2006, 08:42 AM
^ PenguinBoy, your songs are great

Where are those lyrics you are talking about?
All I found were your songs on Myspace...lol...
"Crumpets in the Morning" is addictive.

WICKED!

thanks-you !!

the other lyrics are on post #779 of this thread!

on crumpets i spin round everytime i bridge between verses lol, it's fun, then i have to run back to the microphone lol.

audity
09-21-2006, 12:19 AM
^ PenguinBoy, I went back to #779 and I read through both your songs.
'Your Romantic' is a very energetic song, so much so that I can completely imagine how it would sound (if it was a Joseph O'Reilly song). Do you have a recording yet or a tab or sheet music or anything? I'd really like to hear what it sounds likes. Lyrically, I like it when you say: "I'm just admirer 42 / just the same as 1 to 41 / all who think they're / different from each other." Isn't that how it always is? You capture that ****ty "truth" candidly.
In the stanza:
I can't be your romantic,
i know my fears to well
I can't sweep you off your feet,
even if i hear you yell
I feel that the last line just doesn't fit. Even though it rhymes, it is just out of place. Perhaps you could try:
I can't be your romantic,
i know my fears to well
I can't sweep you off your feet,
I won't be trapped inside your cell
or
I don't trust you behind your veil
or
I won't come when you ring your bell

Just suggestions.

audity
09-21-2006, 12:24 AM
New one...

The Cold Wind (The Angry Song)

Do you remember the time
When our flashlight died
We heard the midnight tide
Holding hands beside the folding line
Of sea and sand

Do you remember when
We climbed to the top of the lighthouse
We talked until night was gone
Perched in our nest until the dawn
Became sunrise

Chorus:
The cold wind, the cold wind
That blew us to where we are today...We are today
The cold wind, the cold wind
We should have stepped in...Should have stepped in

Now youíre a stranger to me
As distant as the sea
Youíre a paper bag
Vomitted in the wind
Youíre a filthy rag
Unfit to come in

Chorus:
The cold wind, the cold wind
That blew us to where we are today...We are today
The cold wind, the cold wind
We should have stepped in...Should have stepped in

What the hell do you want from me?
Canít you see Iím not who I use to be.
We were like two leaves,
Bedmates for a season,
Then scattered by the breeze,
Without rhyme, without reason.

The ballís in your court,
Throw it to me
And Iíll throw a bomb
In your face.
(In your face)
(In your face)
(In your face)
One more step
And Iíll put you
In your place.

Chorus:
The cold wind, the cold wind
That blew us to where we are today...We are today
The cold wind, the cold wind
We should have stepped in...Should have stepped in

I cast off your pier
Then you abandoned me.
But donít you wait up,
Iím sailing to a different port.

PenguinBoy
09-21-2006, 07:54 AM
^ PenguinBoy, I went back to #779 and I read through both your songs.
'Your Romantic' is a very energetic song, so much so that I can completely imagine how it would sound (if it was a Joseph O'Reilly song). Do you have a recording yet or a tab or sheet music or anything? I'd really like to hear what it sounds likes. Lyrically, I like it when you say: "I'm just admirer 42 / just the same as 1 to 41 / all who think they're / different from each other." Isn't that how it always is? You capture that ****ty "truth" candidly.
In the stanza:
I can't be your romantic,
i know my fears to well
I can't sweep you off your feet,
even if i hear you yell
I feel that the last line just doesn't fit. Even though it rhymes, it is just out of place. Perhaps you could try:
I can't be your romantic,
i know my fears to well
I can't sweep you off your feet,
I won't be trapped inside your cell
or
I don't trust you behind your veil
or
I won't come when you ring your bell

Just suggestions.

good sugestion, i dno, i don't agree with trapped inside cell, or behind veil. cos but when u ring ur bell is an option, i could always alternate it.

I'll try and reccord it soon, i tried it a couple times but it's hard to get the sound right with my terrible eqipment, dictaphone on pause-reccord lead into pc line in, reccorded into cubase.

audity
09-21-2006, 09:36 PM
I'll try and reccord it soon, i tried it a couple times but it's hard to get the sound right with my terrible eqipment, dictaphone on pause-reccord lead into pc line in, reccorded into cubase.

:crybaby2: I feel sorry for you... Nobody should have to work with that kind of equipment... What did you use to record Cynthia, Larvae (neat song, really low quality recording), Pretty, and Crumpets in the Morning?

I remember the first song I recorded... I had to record with a knockoff Thai microphone and onto a dilapidated NEC laptop. Since there was only one microphone, I had to record piano and vocals separately...

Oh, your guitar work is beautiful in Cynthia. How long have you been playing guitar? What guitar are you playing?

PenguinBoy
09-22-2006, 05:21 PM
Larvae is the method i stated there ^

Cynthia and Crumpets, was live in my friends shed, live into a rather nice condenser mic, straight into his fancy mac.

Pretty is a dictophone into cubase jobby.

That's nothing, my current method is a perfected upgrade, from the earlydays => write music on music2000(ps1)> play song, reccord through speakers onto dictaphone>put tape into walkman, plug into computer, reccord onto windows "sound reccorder".

And i played guitar for about 5 years at the most. and my guitar is a scrappy steel-string suzuki (martin wannabe copy(not a direct copy)). But i've got to know it so well, anyone else playing it just gets PISSED OFF. I've got to love it so much, and i don't really want an upgrade anymore. I love her as she is, with her worn down 3rd fret, and her chip in the knut on the G and her buskers rattle, and her fret buzz.

audity
09-22-2006, 07:05 PM
I'm playing an Extreme acoustic, which is a knockoff of a Gibson J-Series.

Timeť
09-22-2006, 07:38 PM
Kiss Me Over
---------------

These healthy boxer shorts are still going strong....
Cows never knew me, till i tipped them.... wrong...... wrong.

so turn it over
and bleed it over
and kiss it over
and kiss me over

And turn it over solemn grass
and tell them i've been lickin ass
and a witch she has been burning bright
and this day is a shinin night

so down it over
and bleed it over
and kiss it over
and kiss me better


god save me.. and not the queen
god save me.. and not the.. queen.
god save me and not the queen
god save me and not the... queen


he pulled out his gun... a bullet to my side... perpetual rut.. i know what this feels like
so count your days, even when it rains, love has its pains.. just count those days

Juzzza
09-26-2006, 08:39 AM
Take a minute

we're not praying for new rain
we're not praying daddy survives the day again
we're not praying the water is free of disease
we're not begging for mercy or for our mother's release

even when we take a minute, note the word 'take' in there
everything seems to be a transaction these days
are we carbon neutral
how about feeding someone else when we stuff our face

we're praising the size of our iPod
we're in the gym working on our new bod
we're praying we set the sky + to record 24
we're hoping our new windows match the shiny new door
we're deciding between chinese, indian or thai
we're praying we get an upgrade to first class when we fly

even when we take a minute, note the word 'take' in there
everything seems to be a transaction these days
are we carbon neutral
how about feeding someone else when we stuff our face

genzoman
09-28-2006, 05:57 AM
as a ghost i thought in oranges.
and hoped all the leaves would hold it.
and color themselves emboldened with red. a
nd when winter comes and rapes them,
like a river blood will flow then.
into the mud and i will make them.
the bricks with which they build their homes.
my hands they have been stolen,
azure skies have been chosen,
as the martyr for the lonesome, freedom holding walls.
my labors fruits are tasteless,
with gray skies we see no harvest,
no sun on the horizon,
not a drop of light to spill.
ive surrendered all my courage
sold my pride for useless knowledge
for a book i cant recall if it was tragic or was comic.
now enslaved and indebted flying fast into a headwind
hellbent on this vengeance for which i seldom am relieved.
steadfast in determination,
sure of my damnation,
brick by brick i make them,
see what they are from.
and the blood will pool shallow,
my demons leap from out the shadows,
shouting its our turn now, let us speak, let us speak.
we buried your transgressions,
chorus thundered like processions,
of a parade with reservations of pity for the meek.
and it all sounded familiar,
the ringing of hammer,
with which i chipped away at me.
locked inside my prison, stalling looking for decisions,
if i enslaved my own self with a book upon a shelf.

audity
10-11-2006, 07:23 PM
Take a minute

we're not praying for new rain
we're not praying daddy survives the day again
we're not praying the water is free of disease
we're not begging for mercy or for our mother's release

even when we take a minute, note the word 'take' in there
everything seems to be a transaction these days
are we carbon neutral
how about feeding someone else when we stuff our face

we're praising the size of our iPod
we're in the gym working on our new bod
we're praying we set the sky + to record 24
we're hoping our new windows match the shiny new door
we're deciding between chinese, indian or thai
we're praying we get an upgrade to first class when we fly

even when we take a minute, note the word 'take' in there
everything seems to be a transaction these days
are we carbon neutral
how about feeding someone else when we stuff our face

:smiley32:
I like the perspective

Livo
10-15-2006, 07:47 PM
bridges

my thoughts in the basement
your head's in the attic
you say you're getting some fresh air
i'm down here cleaning corners
i keep all the stars from my friends
to let me know it's not the end

living ain't so easy when you're living on the bridges
living ain't so hard when your soul is breathing free

painted hearts and glassy eyes
keep me thinking i'm alone
i walk the bustling streets
and see the faces of my patchwork city
are we the only ones that feel?
are we the only ones for real?

living ain't so easy when you're living on the bridges
living ain't so hard when your soul is breathing free

force my pen to write what my brain can't think
................but i run out of ink.

cille
10-15-2006, 08:36 PM
^I love the last lines, good work! :smiley32:

tj
10-23-2006, 11:42 PM
heya guys. i re-wrote a song for new music last night... here it is... any feedback would be appreciated!

'Promised Land'

Somewhere within these hazy daydreams,
Found under the water of these silver streams,
Is the perfect story.
Behind the search for a kind of perfection,
Is a path of trial, error and correction,
Decorated with a hidden glory.

You are searching for the promised land. (x3)

You found a shadow in the spotlight,
You found a way of getting it almost right,
It's an almost perfect story.
But your voice is just an echo of a story told,
Just a pale reflection of a book already sold,
Decorated with a hidden glory.

You are searching for the promised land. (x3)

Your voice is just an echo of a story told,
Just a pale reflection of a book already sold,
But keep searching for the promised land.

all dressed up
10-23-2006, 11:49 PM
^^^^
I really quite like that, seemed like a nice little ditty which flowed really well. This is something i've been working on in the last couple of days, what does anyone think?

MUSES AND POETS

The muses are at the bar
The poets are reading the Sunday Sport
And I am sat here alone
With nothing left to write
The kids are playing with matches
Iím playing with my mind
Which one of us is foolish?
Which one will get burnt?

ĎCause I been acting like a knobhead
I been treating you so bad
I canít seem to help it
It just happens every night
From a distance I see the whites of your eyes
Across a crowded disco hall
So I stumble across, make my helloís
Then stare into my drink

So Iím waiting till I feel
Like I can act
Civil towards you
Before I call you back
Iíll invite you to a picnic
Weíll sit out on the lawn
And discuss music and politics
And find shapes in the clouds

The last supper is upon us
Weíll share some red wine
And toast to our futures
And dream our perfect lives
But weíre scared ****less of the future
And shake at every thought
The things we dream as reality
Are just a bunch of lieís

I donít mean to be disheartening
I mean, I hope Iím totally wrong
So tonight letís drag ourselves out
And sing one more song

tj
10-23-2006, 11:53 PM
I like it! I think the 'and sing one more song' is a chilling ending! It'd be even more chilling if it was 'one last song...'

I can't imagine poets reading the Sunday Sport... I dunno which thought is more chilling... :P

all dressed up
10-24-2006, 12:03 AM
Ending has bee noted, I think I do actually prefer 'one last song', thanks!

I don't really know where the Sunday Sport part came from, I suppose it just fits with the first line relating to a lack of inspiration and ideas.

Do you ever record any of your stuff?

tj
10-24-2006, 12:05 AM
I demand 4% of all royalties on that song if you use it! :P

I do record... making an album.

all dressed up
10-24-2006, 12:11 AM
I demand 4% of all royalties on that song if you use it! :P

I do record... making an album.

i'll go no higher than 3.5% !!!!!

Got anything I can listen to anywhere? i find it hard to visualise a song from lyrics sometimes.

tj
10-24-2006, 12:22 AM
ask carl et al. they'll tell you im an absolute bollix when it comes to letting go of early demos of songs... lol

mickey13086
10-25-2006, 01:33 AM
My first song I've written since I was 14 so don't criticize too much that I run and hide. (runs and hides)


I often said
Just give it time
But itís too late
Back of the line

You told me no
When all I knew was you,
My what-if wonder

So all that Iím left with
A cloud above my head
But youíre one of many
So donít you dare feel bad

I think that I earned it
I earned this time with you
So please donít hang me
Iíve done it for you

I bet it all
I lost it all
It was worth
The drunken fall

It is what it is
You are what you are
Youíll take him deep
Youíll take him far

So all that Iím left with
Is this rope around my head
And a space between
The ground and my feet

And if you just cut me down
My feet wonít touch the ground
But I know better
Thereís always a gray cloud

So all that Iím left with
All that I can see
Are the words that you read
And you taking him to bed

ďOne of many.Ē
Iím an ass
You were you
Iíll forget you

mickey13086
10-25-2006, 01:45 AM
Another one today. I'm done.



It shouldn't even skip a beat,
I shouldn't even hold my breath
It's alright if you act this out,
Cuz I know it's not life or death.

We might walk separate ways
But then we'll never know
Like never standing up
From that angel in the snow.

Donít even give us a thought
Just go ahead and touch my lips,
Explore every possible angle
With nothing but your fingertips.

We might walk separate ways
But then we'll never know
Like if the critic was full of ****
Talking Ďbout that picture show.

No weíll never know
No weíll never know
You see now how it goes,
So ďtogetherĒ is just a term
That weíll never know.
No weíll never know
No weíll never know
No weíll never ever ever ever..
No weíll neverÖ.

flyaway
10-25-2006, 10:22 PM
Snippet from the first song I've written on my guitar in about 8/9 months.
"Tell me does your bed get cold when I'm not there to warm it?
A stain just hours old, all your bed-time stories asside...
Your heroine has gone.
Cut off all her hair and left a trail to lead you home.
But she just leads you on. She'll just lead you on, and on, and on..."

genzoman
11-02-2006, 05:50 AM
like the sculptors stone
you carry useless baggage
i see a lighthouse in you
or a temple in athens
but you learned history well
rome was older than a day
you were always the smarter, anyway

angeline, what a daphne beauty
caught the gods eyes early
before you ever even knew it
you never showed your silk
never held a candle to it
thought a part of you always knew
you cant keep light from shining through
angeline

you knew your hands well
like a woman only could
they needed a hand to hold
needed to warm your blood
its cold when it rains and
winter can break a womans heart
you cant say that youll fail
if you never even start

angeline, its not as hard as it seems
to find the man whos got
your rings and all your dreams
is he covered in snow
is he on a tv screen
youve got the stars in your eyes
not watching the time
angeline

now the time came up
and you were on your own
the same house for three years
but it was not a home
were you caught up in a liars web
i wouldve liked to know
but my eyes couldnt see it


angeline they say it gets better
a bird never flies with his first set of feathers
first it takes the winds to blow in your favor
and then the courage to try
my little rare bird can fly
angeline

you always would fly low
though you thought no one noticed
you sold your painting short a bird
and i think you know this
that any skyline looks better
if you are painted in it
if i could find my brush
id try to begin it

angeline, how you make a man dream
take a rock from the quarry
and surely make it bleed
take every ounce of hate, pain, and greed
but your always smarter than me
sometimes its just not meant to be
angeline

what man is so selfish
he would steal a smile
from the face of a darling angel
he knew well
all sins be forgotten
and all pain take flight
make way for this lovely
bit of moonlight

angeline, i simply wish you the best
barefoot darlin in a snow white wedding dress
truth be told i must confess
ive never been more happy
when you said that smile reminded you of me
angeline.

cille
11-02-2006, 06:11 AM
^ Wow, that's a Dylan-length song :smiley4:

Good work!

I wish there'd be a way to hear all of these songs; i think it'd make a great compilation album.

genzoman
11-02-2006, 07:15 AM
welll, im a big dylan fan. but he didnt influence that. i was happy about how it turned out

Timeť
11-12-2006, 05:30 PM
The wars

Lets forget what happened in between the wars,
I always said I loved you, but never told you before,
Stars shatter hearts and tear smothered mourns
I never really hated you but spoke it once or more,

Donít call me tactless,
But still play the games,
Prejudice is something, but ruthless the same,

I would be dreaming in some way in my head,
I would be thinking that youíre above my bed.

To fall from good hands and pick on a geek,
Who the heck is ordinary and who the heck is freak?

Donít call me tactless but still play the games,
Prejudice is something, but ruthless the same,


I would be dreaming in some way in my head,
I would be thinking that youíre above my bed.
Reach in a pardon and spare me the blame,
Bittersweet everythings and none yet to claim
GOO
I would be dreaming in some way in my head
I would be thinking that youíre above my bed
I would be dreaming in some way in my head
I would be thinking that youíre above my bed.

What ever happens in between the wars,
Donít even think that Iíll come back for moreÖ.. you whore

robmcgrail
11-12-2006, 10:51 PM
Hey man, i really liked those lyrics, not really liking the geek lines. but the rest was really good. Nice work. You recording it at all?

robmcgrail
11-12-2006, 10:56 PM
Keep me cloaked

I was far more than a disease
To you
You took my masquerade
And made it exposed
For only you

I stand in the spotlight
And see mirrors
Through distorted eyes
Wonít you keep me covered up?

Offer me yourself
At least give me that

I adored
And I loathed too
Barricade my mind
And lock the beast inside
I despise you
When you do what you do

Stop this
Stop this!
Stop this!!
Now
Stand back!
Look out
And see what I see!
Stop this!!
Stop this!
Stop this
Now

Ask me to stand here
Do you think I could?
Well give yourself
Your shelf and all
Will I fall to the floor

Will my bed keep you warm

Shouting
Screaming out
A little more time
A little more time
Time
Time
Time

Juzzza
11-13-2006, 09:24 AM
For once

For once, listen to your father
listen to your father well
once, you wondered if I was harder
wondered if I was prouder still
there's a scene
there's a scene
of beggars, choosers, losers, winners, only me

my love has a rhythm
it moves on by itself
love has no beginnings
love, love has no end games
you, you are my beginning
and I love you, son

once, listen to your father
wonder why I'm prouder still
there's a scene
there's a scene
of beggars, choosers, losers, winners, only me

my love has a rhythm
it moves on by itself
love has no beginnings
love, love has no end games
you, you are my beginning
and I love you, son

Timeť
11-13-2006, 09:47 PM
Hey man, i really liked those lyrics, not really liking the geek lines. but the rest was really good. Nice work. You recording it at all?

:) thanks ill leave out the geek bit then :smiley32:
im gonna record it this week i'll put it up if you want

Delonelyman
11-13-2006, 11:16 PM
well this is a very old song,...like 3 years ago,....i don`t speak english very well,..but,..i can write my own song,..sometimes i use spanish word too,...but,..it`s not spanglish,.......anyway ...here is a link to heard me,..if you want,.....i change each month the songs,....

www.purevolume.com/delonelyman

The Secrets.

Oh my love the secrets,..........what can i say??
this world now, don`t need me like yesterday

Why donīt believe me,....you think all is funny
your name on my window
the sccars from the past

Oh mi amor the secrets,......what can i say???
blasfemias creŪbles,...
like yesterday

down,..slow and cold
is the only way i feel

and i don`t want to say good bye...........

Calum
11-16-2006, 04:38 PM
My forte is poetry really, but i still write songs; i just find it hard to convert them into music someties. However, this one is a complete song.

The Harbour

Someday,
Freeing up the highway with
Solitary whispers from
Multi-coloured wings with
Hindsight on its back;
Heíll lend you a seat

Iíll meet you by the harbour
Iíll shove you off the bridge;
Moonbeam showers and
Fairytale beginnings;
Crumble in misfits of rage

Someday,
Itís nice to know youíre back with
Snaking ladders and
Slicked back Afros, but
Mind your Ming fingers;
Theyíre so fragile to break

Iíll meet you by the harbour
Iíll shove you off the bridge;
Moonbeam showers and
Fairytale beginnings;
Crumble in misfits of rage

Iíll meet you by the harbour
Iíll shove you off the bridge;
And you will kneel for the day that
Your best friend lived

johnnybgoode3218
11-16-2006, 05:31 PM
got a bassist, got a violin player, a lead guitar player(i stick to rhythm acoustic cause im not too good at lead), a piano player, and three vocalists.... and this weekend we are gonna make this song work. These are the lyrics I'm thinking of working into it, opinions on how i should do that are very very welcome!

a questions posed, the answers clear
I just might be deluded
just keep an ear, dont listen to all that you hear
my dear, deepest secret reveled in allusion
revealed bare boned and broken
my smile just a tad bit tainted and you,
your eyes seem to mezmorize
and emphisize this wonderful high
you wouldnt know, cos you've never been below
keep your ear, keep an eye, see all you hear
dont fall to the side a misty fogged alteration of the mind
have an ear, on whats the so called prize
mind you my smiles a tad bit tainted
I've not always been so sober
so sober and so high, teach whats underrated
somewhat overstated
you wouldnt know you've never been above
thoughts of love tainting sobriety and those of push and shove
but you've never been in love.

robmcgrail
11-16-2006, 11:47 PM
cant say im likeing those lyrics. they just seem a bit all over the place, and never really going anywhere. The rhyme gets boring. Maybe it'll be good recorded. But they dont strike me as great lyrics

johnnybgoode3218
11-17-2006, 04:27 AM
suggestions 4 fixing it?

Juzzza
11-17-2006, 11:52 AM
Who says anything needs fixing?

Lyrics only need to work for you (the songwriter) or if you are writing for someone else, maybe the artist.

Lyrics don't have to be consistent, they don't have to flow, they don't have to make sense to anyone except their creator.

Until they are absorbed into a song they are just words, the melody and phrasing will tweak the words naturally... you may find you take words or syllables out or add them.

They're your words, they came from you and no-one else and only need to make sense to you.

Remember that.

johnnybgoode3218
11-17-2006, 03:24 PM
sorry for the long post, just looking for opinions on these as I'll have about a hundred more than I need after sunday(show) and i wanted to patch these up before playing them fully again.

No love for those in right, its all for those alone,
Notes bouncing off the walls, sitting solemn sorrow
Four a.m., Three notes came crashing down, a quiet to the bone.
Two hours still linger, One more sheíd like to borrow
Sent from the bar, there seems no way home,
her hopes and dreams on trial, her loverís in denial.

Sheíd re trace her steps, a loving recreation
If only she could, theres no place to go
Theres no love for her here
she lost her love, she had it all slipped through five broken fingers
six songs of a blackbird still linger, some things to reconsider

some people places left behind, she seems out of kind
Iím only asking if sheíd lost her heart somewhere along her ride
She lost her mind, keep in time, seven counts, she had it all, canít we all get away
Eight crows still follow, she got left to wallow and stand alone

She has no place to go, no home or a hide away, they all seemed to get away
Her hearts in denial, and her nine lives spent
Its ten p.m. shes cold and alone with no place to hide



_____________________________________


I remember walking, down your street
suns in my eyes, blinding like your smile
closing in on this old house, I havent got much to show
just this guitar, I'll play for you tonight
somedays you'll want forever
save these days, before your gone
I remember more and more
your smiles just a bit too perfect
I can think i played a song i didnt know
stay here forever and ever
under this summer sky
dylans in the backround, dressed in black
playing songs that would take me back
this fires leading me to you
holding you tightly, save these days
we'll soon be dead and gone
and our love's gone wrong
hold on now, love while you can
live while its there, save these days
before their gone



if no one likes em, well im gonna play em til they like em lol, and it seems to be workin, we have a few shows soon and I hope they go well... anyways, if anyone has any suggestions or anything, im open to change things that may sound awkward in the songs.

Calum
11-17-2006, 04:47 PM
Who says anything needs fixing?

Lyrics only need to work for you (the songwriter) or if you are writing for someone else, maybe the artist.

Lyrics don't have to be consistent, they don't have to flow, they don't have to make sense to anyone except their creator.

Until they are absorbed into a song they are just words, the melody and phrasing will tweak the words naturally... you may find you take words or syllables out or add them.

They're your words, they came from you and no-one else and only need to make sense to you.

Remember that.
Good advice, and advice after my own heart. I seriously doubt anyone could ever guess exactly what i write about (including my poems), they're solely for me but also for people to interpret.

Another piece of advice: never give away the content of your song completely; that takes away a lot of the fun and mystery of a song.

I'm not all too great with flowing lyrics, but poetry is much the same, and i'm pretty good at that.

seanbryantkbq
11-26-2006, 04:51 PM
I don't know why I wrote this song, but after I killed a cockroach my little sister saw one night, I felt really bad about it. So I wrote this:

God I killed the cockroach
Flushed him down the drain
Wonder where heís going
The drains to heaven

Thinking of his family
Theyíll miss him out tonight
Supposed to bring home dinner
Now theyíre crying eyes
(The drains to heaven guys)

I think he feels the sorrow
As much as I do now
While he rides the drain to heaven
A million gazing eyes

To think that he was worth
The fear that caused his death
Of so much I am certain
I canít believe his end

Came from my own hands
It came from my own hands
I caused anotherís end

It came from my own hands


And this is a song I've never put music too, I just wrote one night after saying goodbye to someone I cared a lot about.

Well I pretended once you were mine
And we lived in our own little happy place
That kept us from the sickness of the day to day

And we danced like a fever ran through our bones
Kept us shaking up ourselves till we were gone
And maybe you were

So the days kicked in
And it reminded us
Oh sweet how nothing everything becomes
And we flew; we flew in a flying machine
So high that we were afraid
So low feelings might change
Our place was never enough
To be free

Donít deny
Donít deny
We might look up for God sometime

But I believe that I just might
Be too high for that ground on down

So kick it in because we werenít the same
Sometimes loves just too much to break the strain

And I crawled back to our little place
The festival which kept our faith
But the crowd had all gone home
It seems I was just alone

No ones here to own
The things that we once owned
No more patrons tonight
Loveís easy to deny


and one last one about death... horray

And it came to when I was dreaming
That one day I would die
No one would sing my glory
My grave, alone would sigh

With bitter, wasted flowers
Upon a bitter stone
And hopeful words would fall from lips
In all remorseful tones

The partygoers dressed in black
Would spit regretful words
Of loves once loved, loves once lost
Now buried in the earth

Yet if they would look up
They would see staring down
See no oneís ever truly lost
When death can have no crown

See love is watching someone
From beginning to the end
And death, my life will buy it
Yet Iíll see your face again

So it came to me when I was dreaming
That one day I would die
But no one really has to feel it
More than just goodnight

ste_swann
11-26-2006, 07:41 PM
I like the way you write. 2nd and 3rd are good, the 2nd one is great, if you ever make some music for it I want to be the first to hear it :D
Great work!

Ste

Timeť
11-26-2006, 08:56 PM
Paddy The Plasterer

If you have that sinkin feeling,
Worlds fallin in on top of your ceiling,
Theres a place that you should go,
And a man that you should know.

they call him...

Paddy the plasterer,
Nobody does it fasterer,
than Paddy the plasterer,
Hes a friend of mine,
and yours.

When wear and tear you cant control,
Paddy will come and fix your hole,
Jobs big or small hes in the mood,
He'll take whats rough and he'll make it smooth,

we call him...

Paddy the plasterer,
Nobody does it fasterer,
Than Paddy the plasterer,
He will sort you out.

*BRIDGE*
No plasterer is greater,
He could fill in a small crater,
And if your a smooth operator,
Don't pay him now,
Just pay him later.

Cause he's...

Paddy the plasterer,
Nobody does it fasterer,
than Paddy the plasterer,
Hes a friend of mine,
and mine.

Paddy the plasterer,
Nobody does it fasterer,
than Paddy the plasterer,
Hes a friend of mine.

Juzzza
11-27-2006, 07:56 AM
There's a girl-shaped hole in my heart
and only you can fill it

carvinC980t_kid
11-28-2006, 02:00 AM
dreams and tears collide
when you're sitting alone
just trying to hide
from the words we speak
that don't mean a thing
when there's no one around to hear you scream
is it noise i'm making
if no ones hears my cry
or is it just me playing mind games
just to pass the time

dreams and fears become one
when your strengths are your weaknesses
fears become tears
they let you know you're still livin

dreams become fears
its lets you know you're still livin
when fearful dreams become real
you'll realize there is nothing else to stop you

dreams and fears become one
fears turn into tears
dreams keep you alive
when you are facing your fears
and you let out a cry
but if you've got no one there
does anyone hear your cry
when you face your fears
and realize nothing really matters now
nothing really matters
nothing really matters now
when you've faced your fears
and looked into the soft eyes
you realize you are on top
nothing else can stop you now

all dressed up
11-28-2006, 07:50 PM
Something i was working on tonight, as yet unfinished and untitled, but just wondering what people thought of it, can't seem to decide myself.

These words coming out my mouth
Sound fake, they just dont feel real
But still you think them over in your head
For just a while
Till they sound just like you want them to
Another fu.cked up apology
I cant seem to say im sorry
And mean it like i know i should

Now back to you, you shouldnt forgive me
Everytime i fall on my knees
For a year or two down the line
I will still be the same
You'll change, you'll be so much better
I've seen it happen before
I'll show you the sky if you want to see why
I leave everytime

You should know everytime I lie
My words just dont seem to hold
So i try to say things in a different way
I'll write you a song tonight
And hope that everytime i sing
You know just what i mean
As i fight through these blurs, and whisky slurs
To show you something real


I'm not sure about a few of the lines, and maybe the whole of the second verse, and i intend to add one or more verses, maybe.

Beastieboy
11-30-2006, 11:36 PM
I don't know if this is the right place but check out these two demos i just recorded. Please. at http://www.myspace.com/thefuneralsuits (I just set up the a/c so feel free to make friends with me)

carvinC980t_kid
12-01-2006, 04:12 AM
all dressed up, i like your lyrics!

beastieboy, i'll give ya a listen and an add once myspace will quit being crappy and start working for me. stupid "routine maintence"

here is a little something i thought up in the middle of my orchestra concert this evening.


rest your head
dream a dream
me next to you in your bed
dream a dream
of our last soft kiss
that sad night you left
wake up, sweet love
tell me, is it something you miss

rest you head
dream a dream
for it's all that's left


EDIT: just threw it together in the middle of my concert while playing stand up bass lol. my ex is a flute player in our advanced orchestra and was sitting right in front of me and she looked back in the middle of a song and gave me a soft smile and this just jumped into my head!!! its nice having something you like just come so easily without trying to think of what should come next!!!!

carvinC980t_kid
12-03-2006, 04:42 AM
cameron morgan - meaning in what i'm seeing?

did i miss something
is there less in what you're saying
do i hope it has much more meaning
or is it what it really seems

does he know you told me those things
about the sexy clothes you were wearing beneath those jeans
it's unlike you to be so open with someone you're not seeing
was there meaning when you rested you leg on mine
or am i just a temporary prop
are you back to just using me
is that how you see me

i feel your jealousy poking through
when you ask me who i'm seeing
would he be pleased with these comments you direct towards me
or to hear your sad tone when you ask me these things

is this really what i'm hearing
or just hope of it being something more
our minds lie
along with our words
as our hearts do the same
and from the tone of your voice
i think you're not being completely truthful
when you say things are great with out me

i feel your jealousy
through you cover it
with silly jokes of what we use to be
no shame in hiding it
you know i've got mine
and as i lay here tonight
i wonder of what we talked about
of you telling me of your sexy little wearings
that not even he knows what you are telling me
and from the tone of your voice
you know i can tell what your thinking
if we were in a dark room
from the look in your eyes
i can tell your lips would have been mine
but it means nothing, because he is your something

would he be happy to know
to know we talked about the sexy little things we use to do
or to know only i've seen what you look like beneath those jeans
would he be pleased
pleased to know your hand's slightly touching me knee
or to know you've told me that "delicate" made you weep think of me
weep as you thought of me

oh, its times like these
times like these
times like these
when i wish i didn't have self control
or i'd jump on the chance to be with the one i love
the one, who's another mans girl

times like these
does he know (times like these)
would he care (can't let go)
is there more meaning (lord, please save me)
why'd you weep (please lord, please)
times like these (times like these)
times like these (does he know)
times like these (would he care)
times like these (what does this mean)
times like these (please lord, please)

cause i can't let go
without drinking my loneliness away


Well, alittle somethin, somethin about this song
its a long song that tells a story of last friday of which all of the song was taken from a conversation of my ex and i while sitting on the floor in orchestra class talking for 45mins. i like writing songs that tell a story about me pathectic love life... or lack there of.

ALSO i threw in a little reference of Damien Rice's song "Delicate" cause what i said in the song really happened the other night. i guess she said it happened on wednesday night

also this song is 7mins long if i include the small orchestral part for it, which i wrote earlier today

Juzzza
12-04-2006, 09:17 AM
Perfect nobody's

I'm not perfect
nobody's perfect
I've got more flaws
than our little green house with its little white doors
and sometimes
to know something's wrong
you have to crack the code found in my song
perfect
nobody's

wouldn't it be something
to find someone in this life
it's a privilege not a right
you're not perfect
nobody's perfect
and that may be but you sure seem perfect to me
perfect
nobody's

wouldn't it be something
to find someone in this life
it's a privilege not a right

Calum
12-05-2006, 08:44 PM
Does it have to be lyrics or can i perhaps put some prose/a short story of mine up here? :)

Timeť
12-05-2006, 08:54 PM
put up the story!!!

PenguinBoy
12-05-2006, 09:29 PM
maybe you could resurect the blank paper page

http://www.eskimofriends.com/forum/showthread.php?t=8310

Calum
12-06-2006, 04:27 PM
put up the story!!!
Ok. It's unfinished at present, i only have the first two chapters and then a bit of chapter 3. The whole plot of this short story probably won't be all too apparent from this excerpt... but hey, enjoy (hopefully).

Train Spotting


Chapter 1


He remembers it well. The cosy blue jumper, wrapping his arms from the frosting wind and protecting him from the leaves gusting across the playground. Church was a dull place for Rowan, but he tagged along to the steeple amongst the trees anyway with his classmates; without making a fuss with his teachers. It was muddy along the pavement, and gravely across the church path, but Rowan didnít care, he was content. He never actually cared for the vicar standing at the alter, or of the choir singers standing like toy soldiers in the pews (or whatever he thought they were called), but it was the feeling of everyone around him being together that got him; everyone in the same room, freezing their socks off. He had a mother, father, sister; a loving family. Not quite wrapped up in cotton wool, he would still be aloud to skid his bike up and down the lane, but yet looked over upon. His parents, no matter how much they argued, were his Gods. Looking over him, all seeing, all knowing, all loving. Of course, he despised them most of the time, because without the latest toy on the T.V he was lost. Sometimes Rowan just wanted it, and sometimes he was lost from the crowd.

Redundancy loomed. He didnít want to go. No one did. But there it was; the Britannia lorry looming over the horizon. At the time, Rowan just was worried about missing his friends, who constantly joked about how they would all get their own back on his dadís company that made him redundant. That didnít matter now though, Rowan was doomed for change; the one thing he couldnít stand. The removal lorry didnít care; it was just another job for it. The removal men didnít care; just a few extra bob for them. Friends said goodbye, and words were exchanged: ďIíll see you in the New YearĒ. Rowan somehow doubted this. But regardless, he donned his raincoat and wandered out to the car. ďHappy birthdayĒ he muttered.

It was getting dark by the time they got off the M25, and Rowan slept. He wasnít tired. His head thudded from the boom of his heartbeat, softly but angrily. He was many miles from home.


Chapter 2


Rowan had piss on his shoes. But that didnít matter now; his eyes firmly fixated on the substance in his left hand. He was really supposed to have a PhD to be handling such an instrument that he clutched in his right hand. But that didnít matter either. His eyes bulged as if someone was scorching the back of his eye sockets, and in turning them into the bloodshot colour that he observed in the mirror of the gents. Rowan ignored the man walked out the door behind him, and instead focused on the mysterious figure staring right back at him. He was ashamed, but he needed it so badly, so he stumbled into the end cubicle, kicked aside the Speckled Hen bottle and injected the heroin into his scarred arm. ďHappy birthdayĒ, he winced.

The cab driver asked him if he was ok on the way back home, but he just ignored him. ďSeriously, whatís up? You look terrible,Ē the cab driver persisted, so Rowan asked him to pull over and got out of the cab and into the rain. His wet fringe flopped in front of his eyes, and in a way, it felt like he was blinded from everything he was part of. He liked that. So he just stood there at the side of the road in the mud, gazing up the droplets and the stars. The full moon, heíd been told, he should wish upon. Slowly, Rowan made for the muddy track back home, silently hoping his phone wouldnít ring.

They were sure to ask where he had been; all good parents would. But they didnít. They were too tired to lift a finger. A good or a bad thing? Rowan could never quite make up his mind about that, so he just inconspicuously turned his key in the lock and tripped up the stairs into bed. They could never find out, ever; it would just upset them more. Ever since the subject turned the wrong way on the motorway, the Johnson family never quite held themselves in the same spirit.

Rowan hated sleep.


Chapter 3


Funerals are always hard, but never more so when itís the funeral of a family member. Rowan had laid a reef of flowers, spelling out ďSisterĒ, entwined with a few tears. The familyís unsteady breathing at that point showed in the breath trails of smoke left in the cold chapel. He couldnít help thinking that it was his entire fault, like a lot of people would when they were with the victim when they died; he was lucky that most people took this view.

cille
12-06-2006, 05:28 PM
^nice work!

Calum
12-06-2006, 05:37 PM
^ Thanks, i'll post up the whole thing sometime. :)

maccas81
12-06-2006, 07:06 PM
cameron morgan - meaning in what i'm seeing?

did i miss something
is there less in what you're saying
do i hope it has much more meaning
or is it what it really seems

does he know you told me those things
about the sexy clothes you were wearing beneath those jeans
it's unlike you to be so open with someone you're not seeing
was there meaning when you rested you leg on mine
or am i just a temporary prop
are you back to just using me
is that how you see me

i feel your jealousy poking through
when you ask me who i'm seeing
would he be pleased with these comments you direct towards me
or to hear your sad tone when you ask me these things

is this really what i'm hearing
or just hope of it being something more
our minds lie
along with our words
as our hearts do the same
and from the tone of your voice
i think you're not being completely truthful
when you say things are great with out me

i feel your jealousy
through you cover it
with silly jokes of what we use to be
no shame in hiding it
you know i've got mine
and as i lay here tonight
i wonder of what we talked about
of you telling me of your sexy little wearings
that not even he knows what you are telling me
and from the tone of your voice
you know i can tell what your thinking
if we were in a dark room
from the look in your eyes
i can tell your lips would have been mine
but it means nothing, because he is your something

would he be happy to know
to know we talked about the sexy little things we use to do
or to know only i've seen what you look like beneath those jeans
would he be pleased
pleased to know your hand's slightly touching me knee
or to know you've told me that "delicate" made you weep think of me
weep as you thought of me

oh, its times like these
times like these
times like these
when i wish i didn't have self control
or i'd jump on the chance to be with the one i love
the one, who's another mans girl

times like these
does he know (times like these)
would he care (can't let go)
is there more meaning (lord, please save me)
why'd you weep (please lord, please)
times like these (times like these)
times like these (does he know)
times like these (would he care)
times like these (what does this mean)
times like these (please lord, please)

cause i can't let go
without drinking my loneliness away


Well, alittle somethin, somethin about this song
its a long song that tells a story of last friday of which all of the song was taken from a conversation of my ex and i while sitting on the floor in orchestra class talking for 45mins. i like writing songs that tell a story about me pathectic love life... or lack there of.

ALSO i threw in a little reference of Damien Rice's song "Delicate" cause what i said in the song really happened the other night. i guess she said it happened on wednesday night

also this song is 7mins long if i include the small orchestral part for it, which i wrote earlier today

good song my friend, i can empathise with that one for sure!

carvinC980t_kid
12-06-2006, 07:28 PM
good song my friend, i can empathise with that one for sure!
why, thank you very much!

carvinC980t_kid
12-15-2006, 06:28 AM
very good juzza!!!! props to you

here is a little something i just threw together


broken, torn, and shattered
staring at the ceiling
lookin' through the patterns
somewhere i think i found you and i

lost, alittle lonely
watching patterns form and disappear
trying to stop the mind from wondering
wondering why

mended, patched, repaired
walking down these hallways
looking through the people
all i ever give is a blank stare

cause lately i've been

lost, alittle lonely
putting on a show that's not me
acting like i've been patched and repaired
but its not hard to see straight through
as i sit here in my room
staring at the ceiling
picking out constelliations
somewhere i think i found you and i

cause lately i've been
lost, a little lonely
faking that i'm okay
this isn't me
it's not what i want to be

but lately i've been
lost, alittle lonely (4x)

BIG TIM
12-17-2006, 11:54 PM
Hey Guys, been a while since I have posted any lyrics. this is something I wrote about a month ago not sure if its finished or not but feel free to comment as always ;)

Where are you now, the path I need to be on?
I've come too far from my borders to be back in this common place.
I take everything in, but can hold on to nothing.
I can't gain any ground on you.

You lead me where to go with no proof you know the way.
Blind me with ambition of better suns promised
saying things will be better when looking down from high.
I'm sick of following you. Your roads are not cut straight.

Can we stop for a while just to take in the view.
I can recall this place from the pictures you have shown me.
I see someone coming, but you say they'll hold us back.
we have to keep moving to stay off this beaten track.

Too weathered am I now to remember where we will end.
wore out of me is the will to bare this load
you ask all the questions, but to me you answer none.
Tell me, where will you go when the desinations won.

You look down on me and smile, then you gently turn away.
staying one step ahead, always setting the pace.
you tell me you cant walk with me because the guide must stay infront.
because when obstacles come I need to know that you are beyond them.
you say I wont see you when the walls will build around. but I will fight the darkness to see your light again.

Why is it that I follow you, when it seems its you who pushes.

I ask if we will ever stop...
you still give me no answers.

carvinC980t_kid
12-18-2006, 03:35 AM
great work tim!! the last for lines choked me up. idk why, but i felt really connected to that song! great work lad!

BIG TIM
12-19-2006, 01:42 PM
^wow thanks Cameron, it means a lot that you felt connected to the lyrics, I'm not very good at putting music to my lyrics so a lot of them don't get further then this stage. Thanks very much :):):)

genzoman
01-04-2007, 07:26 AM
i watched the sun
dance for the moon
said woman how you make light that blue
people pray to me, even when im down
they dont understand, it makes the world go round
i watched the moon blush at the sun
with colors so red itd make the christians run
sun you dont understand what im all about
half the time i only half shine out

the sun smiled at the moon
and said i can change the weather
but i dont know if its for the worse or the better
these people pray for rain
and them for blue skies
but no wants to compromise

he continues moon see i envy you
you can dissappoint no one
with light that blue
and if you do forget to feel and shine
just no one gets to see the stars that night

the moon bowed her head and softly she spoke
sun i was just born the picture of a ghost
i dont have it in me to shine like you
to take the blame for what you didnt do

it may not be something you easily bare
with shining like that danger's always near
but i dont think that i could shoulder the blame
so low in the sky, i always hang

the sun says i know, and courage is a must
but i feel so alone and just want to be touched
without burning the hand, that reaches to me
and scorching the air, the land, and sea

now the sun remebered, the power of the moon
says lady how do you keep those oceans on your cue
i bring them drought, famine, and bother
but all you do, is bring them water

now i watched the moon blush at the sun
its just something ive always done
you can bring them heat, and i will bring them rain
you will melt their snow, ill wash away their pain

and i watched the sun
dance for the moon
and the moon shone out a lovely blue
the sun smiled his best, and bared his chest
the moon hung in the sky, til night would rest.

BIG TIM
01-04-2007, 10:44 AM
^Beautiful

sticky_love
01-04-2007, 12:08 PM
Heres one called The Haunting - by VoodooHead...


Oh sweet disillusionment
You trespass here again
In the early hours of the morning
You tap on my window pain

Draw the curtains open wide
But youíre nowhere to be found
Are you hiding in the shadows?
For I Sense youíre still around

You disturb me while I sleep
Bless your malicious heart
Though in the morning you'll be gone
We both loathe to part

Spend a little while with me
Two haunted souls together
Battered by dark clouds
We take shelter from the weather

Mmmm a haunting
O the haunting
Ah tormenting

audity
01-04-2007, 05:47 PM
I wrote the following song after a week of listening almost exclusively to Donovan, so please forgive me...

Hypersensitive Me

I showed up with hot tea in hand
To talk you through what I can.
You didnít hear what I had to say,
Didnít care if I went or stayed.

So my high opinion of you
Is fading like my wallpaper,
And like the wallpaper of blue,
I need something to remove you.

Iím lying on the floor,
Couldnít get anymore
Broken than I already am.

I showed up with flowers in hand
To tell you that I understand.
You didnít want what I could give,
Not concerned if I died or lived.

So my condition is fetal,
The flowers bought for you are me.
Iím a flower without petals,
Without a vase or face to see.

Iím lying on the floor,
Couldnít get anymore
Witled than I already am.

Seven oíclock revelation,
I was too tough on her today.
Never thought her situation
Through or where see was coming from.

I am too over-sensitive,
I carry my feelings on my shoulder
Every single day I live.
When Iím selfish the worldís colder.
[I can feel it]

Iím lying on the floor,
Couldnít be anymore
Baffled than I already am.

I finally stood up to find
That I had lost my sea legs
In the ocean of emotion
So I leaned on the wall to beg.

I realised she wasnít to blame
She needed a friend just the same.
I wasnít there for her, I ran
Like a little schoolboy, I ran

Iím walking on the floor,
Couldnít be anymore
Frightened than I already am.

I want to be more than friends with you
I want to help you through the sea
I was just being hypersensitive me

ste_swann
01-04-2007, 07:09 PM
^Beautiful

I really have to second that, genzoman! It's awesome, does it have a title?

PenguinBoy
01-04-2007, 08:03 PM
All i had for so long was the first line for about a year, and then i was listening to jeff buckley, the whole song just flowed out! I'm so so happy!!


If I could sing through his vocal chords, I'd sing to you all Night.
You would cry at the sound of the notes, that i could then reach.
and would bleed my feelings

Into the air
Into the air
But for you my love and i
The notes aren't there

So I can't be real Unless you
Believe me
Believe me
I can't show you how, so you won't know
You can have no more than
Belief in me

I heared his voice and I could feel it trembling
From my chest and from my tiny heart.
I wanted to use it express my fire
So i opened my mouth but the sound wasn't mine
And I bled a quivering whisper...

Into the air
Into the air
But for you my love and i
The notes aren't there

So I can't be real Unless you
Believe me
Believe me
I can't show you how, so you won't know
You can have no more than
Belief in me

audity
01-04-2007, 09:43 PM
^ ya, it does remind me of jb...

nicely written...have you got the music too?


also a mark dignam lyric...
"you don't believe in my love..."

Fool
01-05-2007, 01:25 AM
I've just finished writing this, so it'll probably change quite a bit before I record it, but it's the first thing I've been able to 'finish' writing in around four or five months so it'd be interesting to hear what you guys and girls think of it. :icon_kidr

_______________________
So there goes
Our only chance to mend
Our only chance to change
What's wrong?

And your tears
Are falling just like then
But this time seem so strange
So what's wrong?

So I've left
And you've gone
Still I'm right
And you're wrong
There's a song to say that's true
And I'll write it just for you
It sings every loves demise
And leaves one of us surprised

Guess who
Guess who...

So don't cry
There's nothing here to save
We've stolen too much time
What's wrong?

Am I blind?
To think that you'd be brave
To hope that we'd be fine
So wrong...

So I've left
And you've gone
Still I'm right
And you're wrong
There's a song to say that's true
And I'll write it just for you
It sings every loves demise
And leaves one of us surprised

Guess who
Guess who...

Still I'm weak
But you're strong
Still we know that this
Won't last long
And if you don't think I am right
Then you must open up those eyes
And see that nothing can survive
When it's being built on lies

Guess who...
It's you.
_______________________

Wow, bit longer than I thought it was....

risesirrise
01-05-2007, 02:58 AM
a farewell.
a long, sad goodbye.
for many years,
he held onto his trangression
and locked it in the gun rack
leaving it in its disposition:
oiled and shined,
loaded and abandoned.
right by the front door, it was
(for everyone to see).

and when it was questioned,
the old man would break down
saying, "in '75,
the morning after the fight,
one man's tear
made a whole nation cry
and the next day,
our preacher kneeled to pray,
but never got back up."

we would nod and then our minds would
drift out the window
because no one ever knew what that meant.

and he'd say nothing else
then he would get up and leave.

most say
he was just another troubled, confused last-century soldier.
I say he was just forgotten.

PenguinBoy
01-05-2007, 04:02 PM
^ ya, it does remind me of jb...

nicely written...have you got the music too?


also a mark dignam lyric...
"you don't believe in my love..."

only for the verses, i been playing round with the rest, but nothing sticks :(

risesirrise
01-05-2007, 05:28 PM
only for the verses, i been playing round with the rest, but nothing sticks :(
try reciting it aloud over and over.
that always helps me
especially if you play guitar or piano

Calum
01-05-2007, 05:43 PM
Alright, not lyrics at all really, but i figured i'd share anyway. :)




Personal Fugitive

How hard can it be to craft a perfect painting? Full on neon-bright ideals; mastered at midnight. Identity may have lost me. Wincing of regrets, and brushed under the rug in order to forget. So split my sides in half, cover my ashes in hindsight and tap your problems into the leaves of the whispering trees; who am I?

I may shove my sympathy through my neck, I may run and I may crawl, but wherever I roam, wherever I grace, my shady obstruction follows.

ďYour faith was strong but you needed proof,
You saw her bathing on the roof,
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you,
And she tied you to her kitchen chair,
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the hallelujah.Ē

Iím a personal fugitive, on the run from the MI5 of my own paranoia; fumbling answers, identity papers and birth certificates.

My grey matterís home at Belmarsh, but my sanity is home at peace.

PenguinBoy
01-05-2007, 05:44 PM
it's what i'm doing yno, but as i say not too much has stuck

I got something with it i like at the moment, but work is needed :D. should be in ship shape pretty soon anyhow :D.

Fool
01-06-2007, 10:54 AM
Just to let y'know, the song that I posted up a couple of days ago has been recorded. It's on my myspace which is here (http://www.myspace.com/benbroommusic).
The song's called 'It's you' at the moment, any feedback on it would be much appreciated as it's the first thing I've written in ages!

Liv
01-07-2007, 02:32 PM
Just wrote this one (it's on danish!)


Det smil
PŚ dit ansigt
Altid

SÝde ord
PŚ dine lśber
altid
-idag ser du fin ud
Idag ser du fin ud

Men om natten
fÝler du dig. Glad?
men om natten
FÝler du dig glad?
Men om natten
men om natten
FÝler du dig glad?

((That smile
on your face
all the time

sweet word
on your lips
all the time

you look fine.. today
you look fine, today

But at night
d'you feel happy?
but at night
d'you feel happy?
but at night
but at night
D'you feel happy?))

My english isn't very good! -sorry!

cille
01-07-2007, 03:26 PM
^MEGET SMUKT! Fint poetisk, uden at vśre 'over the top'. Findes der musik til den, sŚ man kan hÝre den?

Liv
01-07-2007, 03:39 PM
^MEGET SMUKT! Fint poetisk, uden at vśre 'over the top'. Findes der musik til den, sŚ man kan hÝre den?

Har indspillet den men den er ikke helt fśrdig! nok engang i nśste uge! :)

Calum
01-07-2007, 04:14 PM
........... :(

cille
01-07-2007, 04:57 PM
I was just asking Liv if there was any chance of getting to hear a recording of her song, calum :) Har indspillet den men den er ikke helt fśrdig! nok engang i nśste uge! :)

Har du noget myspace-hallÝj eller en hjemmeside, hvor man kan hÝre dig?

Liv
01-07-2007, 05:41 PM
I was just asking Liv if there was any chance of getting to hear a recording of her song, calum :)

Har du noget myspace-hallÝj eller en hjemmeside, hvor man kan hÝre dig?

har ikke en myspace music men det kommer snart! :) min mys. er http://www.myspace.com/plakka.. musikken kommer nok i nśste uge.

Livo
01-08-2007, 06:17 AM
"firedrifts"

i never thought the tears i'd cry for you
would paint my heart this black and blue
i thought they'd just swell and flow away
and save up for a rainy day

the songs i sing are firedrifts all frozen in the dark
i'd lead you out to the light if you just gave me your arm

maybe it's just my arabian night
or maybe it's just my turkish delight
but my only friends are the morning birds
they're the only ones who know what it is to be hurt

the songs i sing are airplanes all flying in the sky
i'd fly up there with you if you just gave it a try

i've cut the bonds between us, but i still reach for your hand
it's a magnetic force between us that neither of us understand
so we roll along together and i'm not sure what to say
but the night of the night brings with it a new day

the songs i sing are arrows and they're flying for our hearts
i wish i could do something but it's tearing me apart

the songs i sing are firedrifts all frozen in the dark
i'd lead you out to the light if you just gave me your arm

Always_Echos
01-08-2007, 06:43 PM
Just to let y'know, the song that I posted up a couple of days ago has been recorded. It's on my myspace which is here (http://www.myspace.com/benbroommusic).
The song's called 'It's you' at the moment, any feedback on it would be much appreciated as it's the first thing I've written in ages!

Have only read the lyrics, but I loved it, really wonderful. I'll be having a listen as soon as I've had some nosh!!!

BIG TIM
01-10-2007, 12:34 PM
^Hey Nice to see you on here again, How have you been?

BIG TIM
01-10-2007, 12:36 PM
Just to let y'know, the song that I posted up a couple of days ago has been recorded. It's on my myspace which is here (http://www.myspace.com/benbroommusic).
The song's called 'It's you' at the moment, any feedback on it would be much appreciated as it's the first thing I've written in ages!

thats an awesome song,

I like the flow of it, some really nice lyrics and the music fits with it very well

good work man :smiley32:

Fool
01-10-2007, 04:32 PM
Thankyou :smiley1:

bambi
01-10-2007, 04:57 PM
I dont want my heart to beat
Unless you beat in time
I dont want to take a step
Unless your hand's in mine

I dont want to breathe again
Unless I breathe you in
I dont want my lips to move
Unless they touch your skin

I dont want to fall asleep
Unless you're holding me
I dont want open eyes
Unless its you I see

I dont want to weep again
Unless I cry for you
I dont want to lose this
Coz I'll die if we do

I dont want to grow old
Unless I am your wife
I dont want to live without you
Coz without you its not life

I dont want to live each day
Unless I've got you near
I dont wanna to go to heaven
Because heaven is right here


Something I wrote for my boyfriend :)

Fool
01-10-2007, 05:06 PM
That's really nice Bambi :smiley32:

*sigh* What it's like to be in love... :smiley13:

bambi
01-10-2007, 10:32 PM
way soppy.. but hey, everyone loves a soppy love poem/song. dont deny it eskimo's! so i attempted one.. haha.

BIG TIM
01-10-2007, 11:14 PM
^ I like those lyrics and lets face it matters of the heart provide the best inspiration for songs

robmcgrail
01-11-2007, 11:41 PM
whats with your quote man, its been doing my head in for days. Its not even slightly deep. Stars dont have mirrors because they are big fat balls of gas burning. If they where infact a living soul, the last thing on thier mind would be finding a mirror, i think theyd be screaming in agony due to the shere heat not allowing them to become a nice solid state.

BIG TIM
01-11-2007, 11:47 PM
^lol yea your right but I can look at stars in the sky for a lot longer then anyone I see on TV. and I just think people are to worried about how they look anyway.
stars are beautiful just for being burning balls of gas. they dont answer to anyone neither should you.

robmcgrail
01-12-2007, 12:50 AM
People definatly are to materialistic and self obsessive, but, thats how it is. Nothing is going to change that anytime soon. I hate the expectation layed on every little thing all the time, i hate the way people abuse common sence and morals for stupidity and fear. I hate the way i hate every little thing about this planet and love it and its beauty at the same time. I hate how i self loath and self destruct. But in the end... i love. And through self loathing and self destruction we might find some answers... or maybe, more importantly, forget the questions...

That was pretty much just a rant really...

PenguinBoy
01-12-2007, 07:15 PM
^ meh lyrical none the less. Fair conclusion, "who needs reasons when you have heroin". Hehe, guffaw.

all dressed up
01-12-2007, 08:02 PM
whats with your quote man, its been doing my head in for days. Its not even slightly deep. Stars dont have mirrors because they are big fat balls of gas burning. If they where infact a living soul, the last thing on thier mind would be finding a mirror, i think theyd be screaming in agony due to the shere heat not allowing them to become a nice solid state.

How can someone so devoid of imagination be a fan of damien rice?

robmcgrail
01-13-2007, 01:13 AM
How can someone with such lack of humor. I was joking, i get what the saying was getting at, i was mearly making it literal for the purpose of humor.

all dressed up
01-13-2007, 11:52 AM
Didnt really work then did it?

robmcgrail
01-13-2007, 05:42 PM
No, your obviustly far to intellectually superior for me, and find the very thought of humor a complete waste of time, and as a result have spent none of your life understanding it.

Theres no need to make an arguement out of this man, just drop it ok. I was joking with BIG tim. He didnt take offecne to my comment, he must have picked up on the fact i was joking, i dont care what he has in his signiture, thats a stupid thing to concern myself with. And this had no reason for you to involve yourself in.

Timeť
01-13-2007, 09:44 PM
No, your obviustly far to intellectually superior for me


4th class (/grade):

Circle the incorrect word(s :icon_sunn ) in this sentence

all dressed up
01-14-2007, 12:19 AM
4th class (/grade):

Circle the incorrect word(s :icon_sunn ) in this sentence


:oops:

PenguinBoy
01-14-2007, 04:25 PM
These are some good lyrics, keepem comming

All together now:

"Devoid, devoid, devoid, of IM-AG-IN-AT-ION
la la la la la la la
Devoid, devoid, devoid, of HU-MO-OU-OU-OUR
la la la la la la la

Signature Big Tim, involve yourself
la la la la la la la
Fourth Grade Fourth class
la la la la la la la.

All dressed up for
Rob McGrail
All dressed up for
him,

LALALALALAL

CATTY CATTY
BITCHY BITCHY
EMPTY EMPTY
Over-reacty, over reacty;
CLARITY CLARITY!"


I don't like to brag, but i think i've just bettered anything damien rice has everr written (that IS a joke by the way; clarity!).

robmcgrail
01-14-2007, 04:52 PM
Tell me if you're going to leave
So i can help pack your bag
All this lust lacks depth
On my shelf you sat and wept

Packaged up and left out
Weatherd and breatched
Lost and never reached
So tell me
If you're gonna leave

You keep me cold
With my faults numberd
Ask me seven times
And i'll answer in sums

Was it a beautiful statment
To walk away
Do i leave myself in your room
Or at least a small part that woulndt stay

The coffee stains
Have set in my dear
The marching orders
Still ring in my ear

You kept me cold
So my thoughts were numbed
Ask me seven times
Then tell me i'm lost
Ask me seven times
Then tell me i've lost...

cille
01-15-2007, 06:10 AM
These are some good lyrics, keepem comming

All together now:

"Devoid, devoid, devoid, of IM-AG-IN-AT-ION
la la la la la la la
Devoid, devoid, devoid, of HU-MO-OU-OU-OUR
la la la la la la la

Signature Big Tim, involve yourself
la la la la la la la
Fourth Grade Fourth class
la la la la la la la.

All dressed up for
Rob McGrail
All dressed up for
him,

LALALALALAL

CATTY CATTY
BITCHY BITCHY
EMPTY EMPTY
Over-reacty, over reacty;
CLARITY CLARITY!"


I don't like to brag, but i think i've just bettered anything damien rice has everr written (that IS a joke by the way; clarity!).
Very expressive, avantgarde'esque lyrics. Any recording available?

Juzzza
01-15-2007, 08:06 AM
I dont want my heart to beat
Unless you beat in time
I dont want to take a step
Unless your hand's in mine

I dont want to breathe again
Unless I breathe you in
I dont want my lips to move
Unless they touch your skin

I dont want to fall asleep
Unless you're holding me
I dont want open eyes
Unless its you I see

I dont want to weep again
Unless I cry for you
I dont want to lose this
Coz I'll die if we do

I dont want to grow old
Unless I am your wife
I dont want to live without you
Coz without you its not life

I dont want to live each day
Unless I've got you near
I dont wanna to go to heaven
Because heaven is right here


Something I wrote for my boyfriend :)

Really great!

PenguinBoy
01-15-2007, 06:19 PM
Very expressive, avantgarde'esque lyrics. Any recording available?

Yes, but the whole song is pushed into inaudable frequencies. You're actually listening to it right now.

cille
01-15-2007, 09:31 PM
Yes, but the whole song is pushed into inaudable frequencies. You're actually listening to it right now.
oh, thank god. i thought i was developing tinnitus.

This has got to die
01-29-2007, 12:32 AM
Right guys, i want your HONEST opinion on this, its a song i am kind of attempting about my ex who lets just say was very uptight and well not very forthcoming would lock things up etc

anyway

The skys are glinting
And I know ivíe been here before
Dreaming in another drunken haze
Craving your touch, or just your gaze
Your lips upon my ears, will stop the tears

Its hard, but I know our roads are broken
No words to heal them either our love was just a token? OR No words to heal them either?
No actions to make you see
That we were free, freerer than you and he.

Did I ever get my chance?
Where was my fourth wish?
Sat on my bed again, all alone again
Head buried inbetween my knees, searching for a soul
Hung by your love, again.
Oh please just let me in.

Donít even know what I want today
Wishing to be a child in a glade
Kiss touch was just a game you and I use to play
Now it means to much
Even to touch

Just give me a day
A second would do

I gave you my soul
You gave me your lies
But Iím still open (Like a fool)
So give me your keys

Meh looking over it i want to redit two lines really but will leave them for now.

Already got the first verse of another song.>

Waking up, starring at the window, just another grey day
Until I roll over, and see why I stay
Enough beauty to light a black hole
Justifies why I fight for my existence


We will seee.

Juzzza
01-30-2007, 07:56 AM
Hey, This has got to die, I like it. I think there is some good stuff in there, I especially like the 'so give me your keys'... really nice imagery and analogy.

I've said it many times that most lyrics can come across as cheesy or cliche without the context of the melody and as part of the tune in its entirety, so it only has to work for you, the songwriter. However, I think the desire to have the verses rhyme, weakens the lyrics here... 'gaze' and 'daze' for example just reads as there because it fits rather than enhancing the story in the song.

One thing you've got, which is priceless, is the ability to create visual stories with words.

This has got to die
01-30-2007, 10:19 PM
Yeah I dont like trying to make it Ryme it seems very unatrul I have said that before!

Thank you very much for getting back to me and for the kind words, I have finished the other set of lyrics just got to get someone to sing them now, hopefully I can I ahve someone in mind just got to catch him online!

This song came to me quite quick in the end and again I would like your honest opinion this will probably be the last one I write for a little while thank you again.

Waking up, starring at the window, just another grey day
Until I roll over, and see why I stay
Enough beauty to light a black hole (Like a angel man)
Justifies why I fight for my existence

If you and I are a crime
Then Iíll let you fly
Just donít let me see you cry
ĎCause we have gone to far

If Iím not able
Then weíre not stable
So lets not waste time
To worry would be our biggest crime

Time stands still as you turn on your heal
Spinning a web of lie and deceit (Sheís butiful man)
Fogging my mind and Iím in your grip
Tighter than my last E trip

Your gone or was it me?
Im not sure but its over
Were alone lonelier than can be said
The spotlight shined upon my little head

Youíve gone home to your master
Sure your happier
Youíre my addiction
My heroine
Iím your inconvenience
The biggest mistake, a habit you cant break

If Iím not able
Then we are not stable
So lets not waste time
To worry would be our biggest crime

Whatís the point of this line?
Sitting in
Lying in
No one to help me begin

But your light keeps me sane
Helps me when your alone
Ticking clock dictates are time
So lets not fly
Stay together ever with me
And forget his touch
His kiss upon your cheek
ĎCause I know you need more
Am I the one?
Or just a thorn in your side?
Prune me and you will be free!
In time you will see
I was your Suitor


Some people have been confused by what "suitor" means, its my understanding that it means Prince Charming :P

elerossŽ
02-01-2007, 03:13 PM
hi all, here's my contribution to this cool thread


Time leads us apart
And hardens our hearts
Makes us see no difference
Between our present and our past
We prayed our luck could last
But was there any chance
To break through the gates
Itís hard to simulate
And we should never try
To change our destiny
And shape what cannot be
Only to satisfy
Our need to understand
And simplify an end
We just cannot bear
The loss and the curse
The oblivion and worse
How must we prepare
Our cracked little bones
To rot and break alone
On a cold October day
Come, weíll find a safer road
Though weíve always been told
There was no other way.
Now we must run and search much higher
To find what we could become
Cause we are blessed, now more than ever
And our time will surely come

audity
02-02-2007, 04:58 AM
^ Fantastic work...I'd write a full review, but my parents are in the car waiting for me...

cille
02-02-2007, 06:34 AM
^^ I really digged it too!!

elerossŽ
02-02-2007, 08:53 AM
Thanks a lot Audity and Cille! I'm glad you like it.

This has got to die
02-09-2007, 04:07 AM
A song that I am working on.

Take my hand
My land
My home and my bread
My mum, her aunt but not my soul
You cant

Our soil has gone
The fires settle
Babies cry, scream, amongst the carcasses
To young to see
This is their future for years to come

On the news this fair day
For a week or two
Forgotten by the next
Still, we walk alone
You can lie, pretend to care, then go back to happy times

Live 8?
Whats that?
Where you, me and everyone felt good about ourselves
While my family got set upon
Raped and pillaged
Come to us
We donít want your money
We need your help
Solid hands
Not funds to make him upstairs a new palace

audity
02-10-2007, 05:44 PM
A song that I am working on.

Take my hand
My land
My home and my bread
My mum, her aunt but not my soul
You cant

Our soil has gone
The fires settle
Babies cry, scream, amongst the carcasses
To young to see
This is their future for years to come

On the news this fair day
For a week or two
Forgotten by the next
Still, we walk alone
You can lie, pretend to care, then go back to happy times

Live 8?
Whats that?
Where you, me and everyone felt good about ourselves
While my family got set upon
Raped and pillaged
Come to us
We donít want your money
We need your help
Solid hands
Not funds to make him upstairs a new palace

A song about Live 8 ĖĖ I'm speechless

This has got to die
02-10-2007, 06:47 PM
Its not a song ABOUT live 8.

Live 8 is in it, but that was mainly my personal feelings towards what I felt was nothing more than a publicity boost for most people...

Timeť
02-10-2007, 07:20 PM
youre ****in right. a guilt relief trip.

This has got to die
02-10-2007, 07:24 PM
Yeah like the BANDS that came out you know the white ones, and people would have loads on their arm to show how much they cared? Funny I don't see many now really.

cestoz
02-10-2007, 08:56 PM
i dont know what just happened here,
youve torn a page out of your book,
the one you wrote my name on
does this mean youre moving on?

you said you'd never wash your hands again,
after you had held mine
you said youd never wash your hands again,
why did you change your mind?

could you still feel me when he held you, feel me deep inside
so deeply i once was, back when you had nothing to hide


im not sure what just happened here,
you've tore a picture off the wall,
the one that had my face on
does this mean youre moving on?

you said youd never wash you face again,
those lips i kissed upon
you said youd never wash your hands again,
now you seem to have forgotten..

could you still taste me when he kissed you? remember me and my old lips?
so deep and deeper still, you took all i had to give..

was it so easy to replace me
retrace the path i found to find you..
passed your lips, your skin to your heart
does its every beat not still remind you...

i dont know what just happened here
you tore a page out of my book
the one you drew a heart round
your name and mine,
i thought everything was fine...


'the "could you still..." bits, the chorus, is so obviously copying damo on the new album 'do you brush your teeth before you kiss' etc, so will have to be changed, but i still kind of think it has some potential...

This has got to die
02-10-2007, 09:54 PM
I like that allot. Very nice writeing, love the first verse.

audity
02-11-2007, 12:13 AM
i dont know what just happened here,
youve torn a page out of your book,
the one you wrote my name on
does this mean youre moving on?

you said you'd never wash your hands again,
after you had held mine
you said youd never wash your hands again,
why did you change your mind?

could you still feel me when he held you, feel me deep inside
so deeply i once was, back when you had nothing to hide


im not sure what just happened here,
you've tore a picture off the wall,
the one that had my face on
does this mean youre moving on?

you said youd never wash you face again,
those lips i kissed upon
you said youd never wash your hands again,
now you seem to have forgotten..

could you still taste me when he kissed you? remember me and my old lips?
so deep and deeper still, you took all i had to give..

was it so easy to replace me
retrace the path i found to find you..
passed your lips, your skin to your heart
does its every beat not still remind you...

i dont know what just happened here
you tore a page out of my book
the one you drew a heart round
your name and mine,
i thought everything was fine...


'the "could you still..." bits, the chorus, is so obviously copying damo on the new album 'do you brush your teeth before you kiss' etc, so will have to be changed, but i still kind of think it has some potential...

It does a potential ĖĖ a lot of it...
Wonderful imagery...
"you said you'd never wash" lines are excellent...I know what you mean

The books lines remind me of a song I wrote recently

cestoz
02-11-2007, 11:47 AM
hey, thanks a lot for the comments, and i came on here expecting to delete it after having it being ripped to shreds! :-)

audity
02-13-2007, 04:10 PM
hey, thanks a lot for the comments, and i came on here expecting to delete it after having it being ripped to shreds! :-)

write something crappy and we will rip it to shreds ;)

cestoz
02-13-2007, 07:37 PM
write something crappy and we will rip it to shreds ;)

haha, be careful what you wish for.

so, you mentioned it was similar to something you had written, would you be willing to share it? because apart from being interested in it, i still need a chorus, so im looking to plaguarise / steal something from someone else apart from damien rice! ;-)

johnnyappleseed
02-15-2007, 11:03 PM
just adding to the fun


its been 14 days down
swear one day i'll come around
till then im just wasting my days
she said she is gone
i said girl move along
cause i dont need your kind around here no more
hey you there
i think you forgot to care
about something other then yourself
everyone just stares into the sun
trying to become blind to everything
momma said boy
wont you go do something with yourself
you dont want to end up just like your pa
and daddy said boy dont end up like me
driving truck for the rest of your life
what the ****
we got to move along
got to keep your feet trucking along
cause if you stand in one place to long
you will be come crazy
you got to work it out got to work it all out
you got to work away the pain
thats what they selling you man
just try to stay strong
but somedays are so long
i try and i try to just get along
now its 15 days down
still staring at the ground
as i walk past a faded love.

rprice119
02-16-2007, 08:04 PM
just adding to the fun


its been 14 days down
swear one day i'll come around
till then im just wasting my days
she said she is gone
i said girl move along
cause i dont need your kind around here no more
hey you there
i think you forgot to care
about something other then yourself
everyone just stares into the sun
trying to become blind to everything
momma said boy
wont you go do something with yourself
you dont want to end up just like your pa
and daddy said boy dont end up like me
driving truck for the rest of your life
what the ****
we got to move along
got to keep your feet trucking along
cause if you stand in one place to long
you will be come crazy
you got to work it out got to work it all out
you got to work away the pain
thats what they selling you man
just try to stay strong
but somedays are so long
i try and i try to just get along
now its 15 days down
still staring at the ground
as i walk past a faded love.


Great stuff man. Does your dad really drive truck for a living? What was your inspiration for this song?

johnnyappleseed
02-16-2007, 08:34 PM
Yeah he also arm wrestles on the side. Hey bob dont make me come over your house and beat you up. Why dont you put your song up about Andy.

carvinC980t_kid
02-22-2007, 05:36 AM
This is a little somethin i just threw together about a fight i got in over at my friends apt in a rougher part of the town he moved to. if any of ya remember the story cause i know i shared it... i asked some dudes directions and they started being rude, so i just walked away till the had to start harassing me. the lyrics tell the rest of what happened.

niggas frontin like thugs standin round with their clicks
but when you f*ck with me it becomes true gangsta sh*t
i gone shown up to the gun show with nothin but fists
son, it's time to realize you in ova ya head
yeah, i did hop out my ride in ya'lls territory
but i ain't scared of sh*t including your nickel-plated 9millie
i served you pussy ass crew with fists of fury
now you in the ER tryin to make up a good story
sitting wondering if that shatted elbow will eva heal correctly
or if ya niggas stern cracked in more then 3 places
fool, i gave ya an opportunity to walk away peacefully
but you didn't listen, which is why ya punk ass lay in the street unconcious bleedin
time to recognize this white kid hangin in the streets
born raised in white communites, though i'm walkin around with a mothaf*ckiin hellafied gangsta lean
nigga, next time you wanna beef just think of the consequences
cause next time i'ma end this with your bitch ass dead in a casket

cestoz
02-22-2007, 03:58 PM
its like flesh of my flesh-era DMX, some real ****! :-)

carvinC980t_kid
02-22-2007, 07:49 PM
haha yeah dude, straight up. my friend makes mad beats when we sit around high in his mansion... so he is going to make me some beats and i'm going to get one of two of my hustlin friends to lay down some stuff with me cause i got a bro who can freestyle like mad all day.

robmcgrail
02-22-2007, 07:57 PM
your joking right? There not lyrics, there just a teen "gangsta" angst rant.

Oh dear. ....

oh dear.

carvinC980t_kid
02-22-2007, 08:09 PM
no, its a real fight i got in. i'm sure if you look around in one of the "what made you smile threads" you'll be able to read about it. or ask Timee... he would probably love to tell my story cause he loves hearing about my adventures!

its real though! my friends apartment is about 10mins away from being in the real hood in Indianapolis indiana.

Timeť
02-22-2007, 08:11 PM
hah yeah its true. but this guy is becomin less like Jack Reacher every day.

carvinC980t_kid
02-22-2007, 08:15 PM
less like jack reacher?!?!?! that hurts tim. that hurts. but then again... he was a military police... the most disliked person in the military!so i don't wanna be too much like him

Juzzza
02-23-2007, 08:20 AM
Breaking things...

Breaking down, breaking in and breaking up
breaking down, breaking in and breaking up

I've been calling your name
I've been sucked into this dark and twisted tryst
I''ve been calling your name
I've been searching for someone or something or some time or some shift that I can blame

you've been relying on your luck
your good friends don't seem to give a ****
I've been playing on your trust
my heart's now ruled by my lust

headline heartbreaker
headline heartbreaker

I've been calling in vain
I've been sucked in and spat out whole again
I've been calling your name
I've been searching for someone or something or some time or some shift that I can blame

you've been relying on your luck
your good friends don't seem to give a ****
I've been playing on your trust
my heart's now ruled by my lust

headline heartbreaker
headline heartbreaker

breaking down, breaking in and breaking up
breaking down, breaking in and breaking up
breaking down, breaking in and breaking up
breaking down, breaking in and breaking up

carvinC980t_kid
02-23-2007, 10:13 PM
Ok, this song is violant, and not about me. the big long "*******" things are because i don't wanna be typing out a gangs name all over the net. this is a song i wrote for a dude i know when we were talking about a situation that happened and he said it'd make one hell of a rap song. then i showed him some of my work and he gave me permission to use his **** in a song as long as i was showin people the name association.

something about writing true stories that aren't all about love, depression, or the normal sh*t just gives me great pleasures. its like writing a history book. sh*t happens that people don't like, but its something that can't be ignored. i wrote the song to have a lesson, one that is really only applied to those in the hood, but still... there is a real moral to the story.. even if you don't like it haha!

and to make some of the vocab understandable... a "choppa" or "chopper" is a nick name for a "tommy gun" and/or Thompson submachine gun.


"hold up, hold up, turn here, turn here. this is where that mothaf*cka lives"
"who? the one who took dat cash?"
"hells ya, bitch owe me 17 hundred washingtons"
"lets get our money back, nigga"
"ah ha, time to do work"

got the homie from the block, yeah he's tottin that glock
rollin deap in the caddy, two choppas in the trunk
always ridin real slow, cause we smoke hella blunts
and it's times like these, just don't wanna get caught
just picked up 3 keys of that hella fine weed
and its snowin in the car, just picked up a QP
creep up to the house, roll to a slow
jump out the ride, no time to for a last word
choppas droppin heat in the niggas cross the street
by standers wonderin when the relentless poppin's gon' cease
take the bleeding brothers money, shoes, clothes, and house keys
make it quick, make it bloody, make the brotahs life cease
hop back in the lac, roll quick, cross the tracks
post up in the dark, time to count the cash.
yeah, the homie just broke even and got a new hat
days like this make any real ********* brotha smile
cause you know it's dat hood life, all about do or die

now, let this lesson be told that the hoods bout respect
when you cross the line you know yo sh*ts outta wack
cause any real hood boy know it'll getcha a** capped.
i'ma ****** mothaf*cka and it's time to recogonize it
b*tch. respect it, don't mess wit, or you guaranteed a few more clips
will enter you and yo family

carvinC980t_kid
02-23-2007, 10:14 PM
Juzzza, i like your lyrics a lot! you are a talented individual

carvinC980t_kid
02-25-2007, 03:17 AM
one more song. just wrote this one, because there was a point i wanted to get across, which is the purpose of the second paragraph. this song is really meaningless otherwise, but i know most the people think my hip hop songs are stupid or that the life i rap about is wack, but the reason i respect the life that some of my friends live is because they don't know anything else.

if you get anything out of anything i've ever said, know this. the 2nd paragraph is COMPLETELY TRUE about a lot of the people i know who live in the bad parts of Indianapolis, detroit, cincinnati, st. louis, chicago, and surrounding large cities around. also, the end of the last paragraph has a lot of meaning in it also.

this rhyme is so that the sheltered people can realize how people end up in the places they are. really, you can't just move out and start a clean life.. it isn't that simple.

Drinkiní 40ís before AA meetings, donít give a ****
Itís the government whoís telliní me I need to stop
And Iím here to keep my PO from cruisiní round my block
But he knows that Iím constantly pushiní that rock
Which is why Iím paying the mother ****in feds off
So I move key after key, always bringiní in the Gís
Iím fresh off the block, just like tupac
Said, I know itís a good day if none of my homies got popped
Cause thatís the truth of this life, like it or not

The media make this game look so ruff
But what they donít show ya is why the situationís so tuff
Itís a hell of a lot more then just tryin to sell rock
You see, most my homies there out on the block
Realize, weíre all these mother ****ers really got
Half my homies ainít never even met their dad
The other halfís mad their dads doing life in the pin
Their mommas done their best, but itís never enough
Cause liviní off food stamps will make any kid corrupt
Some of my boys watched their own mothers get shot
Itís a vicious vicious cycle, livin in the hood on any block
Seen young bucks rob just so their mom can pay the bills
It all starts with the little **** and goes from there
An once a boy learns to pull a trigger in the streets
He better realize he just signed a life contract to carry heat
Cause thatís the truth of this life, like it or not


So we cut lines before NA meetings, then smoke an L
Flip the bird to the bitch who sent us to rehab
Pull a pistol on our PO for telliní us we need a job
But that bitch just mad my homie ****in his daughter
He knows thatís where she got rims for her impala
Cause any lady who want ta ride has to ride fly as ****
So we move them keys to bring in more Gís
Who ever said a brother could have to much money
Thatís the reason we incorporate yay in the business
So when we fresh off the block we can kick back for a shot
Of hennessy cause itís time to get ****ed up
cause life on the block is far from fun
but a nigga take pride in puttin shoes on his son
from the money he makes by sellin this rock
my niggas don't do it for themselves
they do it for the money
cause ain't no little kid deserve to live life with an empty stomach

Juzzza
02-25-2007, 09:34 AM
Thanks, Carvin... same back at ya.

Do you ever enter those rap duels?

Ships_Were_Sailin
02-25-2007, 04:16 PM
but a nigga take pride in puttin shoes on his son
from the money he makes by sellin this rock
my niggas don't do it for themselves
they do it for the money
cause ain't no little deserve to live life with an empty stomach

awsome lines there, so clever. all the lyrics are really good (2nd paragraph specially), but those last lines are my fav :D

carvinC980t_kid
02-25-2007, 04:57 PM
Thanks, Carvin... same back at ya.

Do you ever enter those rap duels?
thanks man! but nah, i don't battle with anyone unless its just a friend. i don't really rap much, but besides to myself. i mainly just write my rhymes and spit em while writing them other then that i don't perform them. maybe i'll have to enter a rap battle sometime and get schooled!!!

carvinC980t_kid
02-25-2007, 04:58 PM
awsome lines there, so clever. all the lyrics are really good (2nd paragraph specially), but those last lines are my fav :D
hey thanks man! appreciate it! i forgot to put the word "kid" after "little" incase you were confused! thanks again man

PenguinBoy
02-25-2007, 07:35 PM
Yohoho, if we're doing the genre dialect thing, i just came out with some blues lyrics...


Verry simple:

Good guy's blues

If I'd Lied
i'd all be alright
There ain't no prize
For being a good guy

There ain't no man in the sky
Ain't no one gonna call me wise

If I'd Stolen
It'd all be golden
The rich man'd a'toldem:
"It's alright boys, I got enough to last me...
till I'm olden.

Oh, there ain't no man in the sky
Ain't no one gonna call me wise

If i'd Killed
IT'd all be swell
Bury him under a hill
Or leave him where he fell

Man there ain't no man in the sky
Ain't no one gonna call me wise

If I'd raped
It'd all be great
Put her mouth in tape
I'd be all powerful in the middle of hate

There ain't no man in the sky
Ain't no one gonna call me wise

But I can't lie
But I can't steal
But I can't rape
But I can't Kill

Even though there ain't no man, in no over-hanging sky
I got no balls, I got no balls, I can't be nothing but a good guy.

BIG TIM
02-25-2007, 10:58 PM
^love it mate really strong. "aint no man, in no over-hanging sky"

Im trying to get a positive out of a **** sitaution so i'll will share with you some thoughts that a combination of people from the opposite sex has led me to.

Questions you cant answer

Give it back to me
what I handed you was precious
I thought you gave something to me
but it seems you can do without this.

what the f*ck would do this
I can't hurt you at all, but your pains never miss
what part of this is to my advantage
what part of this was risked by you
what part of you have I taken,
or is there nothing left to give.

I can't be with someone
who can hurt me this easily
I can't be with you
but don't want you to leave me
and I cant be alone
no, not alone
cos its I who really scares me.

How can someone not feel
why am I always left hurting
I dont want to feel this anymore.
Don't give me sight then make me blind.
Its like waking before dying.

Tears drag the pain like ploughs to the fields
I want to be a rock but the scaring will not yield.
the only way I try and mend at all.
is to turn tears into ink.

nothing helps, no one helps,
I can't help myself.
what am I doing, why am I so sad.
why am I always left to think.

I can't be with someone
who can hurt me this easily
I can't be with you
but don't want you to leave me
and I cant be alone
no, not alone
cos its I who really scares me.

not alone.....
please not alone....

carvinC980t_kid
02-26-2007, 12:05 AM
penguin boy and Big Tim, i like both of your songs! excellent stuff!

Afterall
02-26-2007, 04:40 PM
Slow Down

I don't know when I built these walls
but I built them tall and I built them strong
Inside them I'm so small
There is a little boy that I can't destroy

Chorus
Slow down
I'm making up time
save me
I'm falling out of line
and you pick me up
but its me that takes you away

They told me these stories are old
and their in my head, but they can't be told
They came to me in another life
and their on mind mind they cut me like a knife

Chorus

--------------------------------
The End Has Won Again

Hop on
its a free for all
Its the bright lights
Its the curtain call
There is a time to rise
and a time fall, its your call

This room is swallowing me
I have a scar on my face
I have this worn suitcase
My hope is receding
just living to grow this money tree

Before I begin, the end has won again
but the sun's on that horizon
Before I begin, the end has won again
and the suns on that horizon

You can listen to "Slow Down" at www.afterallweb.com...its a live version...sound quality is okay.

cestoz
03-02-2007, 08:42 PM
"ghosts"

theres only lovers and undertakers,
up at this hour, as they labour
in the graveyards of their minds,
you show me yours and il show you mine

my love if your half-truths were only half true
if your knives were blunt and your skies not so blue
because theres nothing else id rather not do
than say goodbye to you

i dig holes in places no one knows
i dig holes but how you meant to bury..
i dig holes in places no one knows
i dig holes but how you meant to bury ghosts?

theres always lovers and undertakers
up at this hour, waking the neighbours
as they lay across their mines,
out of sight but not out of mind

my love if your half-truths were only half true
if your knives werent so sharp and your eyes not so blue
this would be easier to do
trying to say goodbye to you...

i dog holes in places no one knows
i dig holes but how you meant to bury...
i dig holes in places no one knows
i dig holes but how you meant to bury ghosts?
(repeat)

its solo acoustic at the moment, as with everything else i do, but unusually, i have big plans for this one, including drums... and sarah mclachlan. (she would be perfect for the chorus duet bit i have figured out... iv myspaced her, but she hasnt replied yet, funny that...) :-)

cille
03-02-2007, 08:52 PM
^that's really nice work!

carvinC980t_kid
03-03-2007, 04:13 AM
this is a little something i threw together. got my buddy sitting in our studio at his house right now trying to make me a beat i like. starts off with a little paino and then a nice bass beat comes steady in over the paino with alittle high hat and snare.

NOTE: this is a "rough draft" if you will. just getting the main idea and feeling of what direction i want to take this song. nothing has been placed in a set order or anything yet. this is my song telling all of those who don't like what i do to suck a mean d*ck. ps. nothing is reffering to telling me how to live drug wise which i'm sure most of you are thinking

i'm sick of hearing how i'm wasting away my life
i'm sick of hearing about what i should do to make it right
i'm not ready to go to college
or starting a steady life
i don't want a steady job just to live my life "right"
f*ck the picture perfect life
that sh*t ain't for me
cause life ain't about money or material things
its bigger then what society thinks
and no motherf*cker can buy me or what i belive
cause i'ma live my life right
atleast the right way for me
and if you don't like it
thats fine with me
just keep your one-sided comments away from me
cause if you try to tie me down
i'm bound to break free
bound to break resistance
and everything you want for me
cause i'm going live my the way that suits me
that's the right way to live
atleast the right way for me

its time to go far
this time i'm shooting for the stars
i'm going to live my life right
live it with no disregard
f*ck what you say
f*ck your thoughts and your feelings
this is me, so take it or leave it, you feel me?

maccas81
03-09-2007, 04:03 PM
Yohoho, if we're doing the genre dialect thing, i just came out with some blues lyrics...


Verry simple:

Good guy's blues

If I'd Lied
i'd all be alright
There ain't no prize
For being a good guy

There ain't no man in the sky
Ain't no one gonna call me wise

If I'd Stolen
It'd all be golden
The rich man'd a'toldem:
"It's alright boys, I got enough to last me...
till I'm olden.

Oh, there ain't no man in the sky
Ain't no one gonna call me wise

If i'd Killed
IT'd all be swell
Bury him under a hill
Or leave him where he fell

Man there ain't no man in the sky
Ain't no one gonna call me wise

If I'd raped
It'd all be great
Put her mouth in tape
I'd be all powerful in the middle of hate

There ain't no man in the sky
Ain't no one gonna call me wise

But I can't lie
But I can't steal
But I can't rape
But I can't Kill

Even though there ain't no man, in no over-hanging sky
I got no balls, I got no balls, I can't be nothing but a good guy.

love the lyrics peng-meister, typical high standard that we have come to expect from you, well done mate!

Juzzza
03-12-2007, 10:16 AM
Muppets

We watch this war
through a lense
we don't know the rules
or how they bend

these chicks
getting banged online
in movies now
demanding a million at a time

and it takes much more than a tie-dye
your belly button rings and your wide eyes
you can eat a ton of crunchy nut roast
and play your bongos from the gold coast

and what the **** you doing with a didgeridoo
when aborigine means nothing to you
you think your so hip when your watching the whales
and then you go buy your ugg boots in the january sales

your cans are recycled and your papers bundled up
but how much money was that billabong top?

you got your dreadlocks
organic knitted socks
smoking roll-ups 'cause it's anti-corporation
you think the tattoo on your lower-back means origination

what does that say about us, we are all clones
there is no civil in this ization
it's all about profits and privatization

Livo
03-12-2007, 01:34 PM
grey irish sunday rain
it seeps into your bones
it runs down suburban windows
crying babies, ringing phones

it's times like this i feel the buzz
cos there's this chick inside of me
she's idealistic, wild and bright
she's just dying to break free

unzip your skin and let me in!
but try my best i can't succeed
cos i've been a rock, i've been paper
but you've always been a scissors to me

and i wanna let her out
unleash her on the world
she'd crash into this dark grey place
and i'd watch her colours just unfurl

unzip your skin and let me in!
but try my best i can't succeed
cos i've been a rock, i've been paper
but you've always been a scissors to me

cos we'll never be stars without some night
but we'll never shine without some light :smiley10:

Fool
03-12-2007, 10:57 PM
I like that ^ alot Livo. :smiley32:

I'm in a down sort of mood, which suits me fine as it's got me writing a bit this evening. This is what I got so far...

It's not so hard to say I told you so
But yesterday was so hard, why'd you go?

You packed your thoughts and walked away from me
I tried to follow but I just can't see

With your life, that one without me
do you ever feel empty? Do you ever think of me?

maybe you're right, but all you'll do is stare
I'd give my life, but I don't think you'd care

So watch my thoughts now, I'd give them all to you
But You'd kick them to the ground, pretend you never knew

Now I'm down, I'm out and feeling weak
but you don't mind, you just turn the other cheek

With your life, that one without me
do you ever feel empty? Do you ever think of me?

maybe you're right, but all you'll do is stare
I'd give my life, but I don't think you'd care

I feel it's gotta go somewhere else from here, so I'm gonna come back to it tomorrow and see what happens.

This has got to die
03-13-2007, 02:05 AM
Muppets

We watch this war
through a lense
we don't know the rules
or how they bend

these chicks
getting banged online
in movies now
demanding a million at a time

and it takes much more than a tie-dye
your belly button rings and your wide eyes
you can eat a ton of crunchy nut roast
and play your bongos from the gold coast

and what the **** you doing with a didgeridoo
when aborigine means nothing to you
you think your so hip when your watching the whales
and then you go buy your ugg boots in the january sales

your cans are recycled and your papers bundled up
but how much money was that billabong top?

you got your dreadlocks
organic knitted socks
smoking roll-ups 'cause it's anti-corporation
you think the tattoo on your lower-back means origination

what does that say about us, we are all clones
there is no civil in this ization
it's all about profits and privatization


That is class in my opinion, really liked and related to that.

Juzzza
03-13-2007, 06:47 AM
Thanks - maybe I've been listening to too much Xavier Rudd and John Butler Trio!

genzoman
03-20-2007, 04:01 AM
she said god let her down and she dont consider herself no christian
she drew her lines in the sand without even measuring the distance
to her faith, her friends, she was alone, she was cryin and closeted
the tides took her lines out to sea now shes back where she started

she thinks the world spins as a joke and its told to keep her from livin
or maybe lovin, she wasnt sure but as its turnin shes turnin with it
and her backs to the wall and her eyes down cryin an ocean
shes sick to her stomach from the feeling of all the commotion

she never remembered her footprints mirrored in the sand
or the night it was just right when romeo kissed her in spain
the sun's done nothing but shine for days
but she cant quit talking about the rain

he was born with a target on his chest, or so he thought
counted the money the he dropped not the kisses that he cought
blamed it on the working mans blues and the rich had it right
but his wishes were riches, not kisses and he wished every night

Fool
04-01-2007, 04:14 PM
So she asked me to dance
and I don't know how
but I got off the seat
let her make me complete
then watched her go

I never did get that dance
never figured out how
to cool down this heat
control my heartbeat
and what's weighing me down...

The lights go out
and everyone holds hands
still I'm without
I can never understand
these silly games
these silly games

So don't waste your time
he's just over there
sitting smug on that chair
he's happy to stare
but he's lacking a spine...

The lights go out
and everyone holds hands
still I'm without
I can never understand
these silly games
these silly games

The lights go out
and everyone holds hands
still I'm without
I can never understand
these silly games
these silly games

So don't come over here
'cos I just won't see you
No I won't play these games
And your type are all too see through
For me

So the lights gone out
and everyone must hold hands
I'll go without
I never cared to understand
these silly games
your silly games

PhoenixDeviance
04-13-2007, 03:35 AM
Fool;

"So the lights gone out
and everyone must hold hands
I'll go without
I never cared to understand
these silly games
your silly games"

Wonderful.

and genzoman;

"he was born with a target on his chest, or so he thought
counted the money the he dropped not the kisses that he cought
blamed it on the working mans blues and the rich had it right
but his wishes were riches, not kisses and he wished every night"

Fantastic.

This song is untitled for the moment

And all the while my brain was spinning circles in the bus lot of his heart
Empty spaces overrun by what heíd heard and what I thought Iíd done
Before I even started out, my phone was ringing loudly now and leading to some shotty little quip
Like, ďWhy the hellíd it take you so long to let him break you?Ē
And I reply, ďWould you even be calling had you not heard?Ē
Silence becomes her.

For miles and miles, I tore away until the past few days, they fell apart
An aftermath left comparable to what my parents had always said would come
And nearing on my home town, Iíd forgotten what weíd said now upon breaking from this God forsaken place
My life lain in the crosshairs, Iíd promised to await here should I return
ďDonít forget; Iíll always love you,Ē whispered softly,
Her hands hanging on me

But swinging there in silence, I could see it in her gloomy forward motion
A crassness and arrogance that what she has alone here is so pure
ďWhoíre you fooling honey, this place has never known me and youíre too far gone to notice; we donít live here anymore.Ē

And line for line, I lifted all my blessings until they came back out in red
A troubadour of lonely words with inspiration tracing back behind him some 500 miles
The fact that I abhor this house has managed to escape me now as fallen senses pounding out again
The lost monotony overswept me, but her image never left: seeing all replies of tearing at her clothes until sheís bleeding, smile never receding

But holding there in silence, I could see it in her happy lifeless motion
A crassness and arrogance that what she has alone here is so pure
ďWhoíre you fooling honey, this place has never known me and youíre too far gone to notice; we donít live here anymore.Ē

Never mind the empathy when itís easier not to lie

PenguinBoy
04-13-2007, 06:29 PM
No lyricism from me for a while, it's all been poetry sorry!

Anyhow great lyrics fool, and good pheonix, i love the song :D

Here's a song, honest: (i just made a 3 note tune for it so it's officially lyrics)

Words Between a Pedestal
and the ground

He is free from fear who has directions
from a higher God
And though controlled by higher fears
protected from our Gods
He smiles and winks and thinks
beyond the wild world and from its brink
overflowing and all knowing
of all things
but not growing, not beyond
his own form, and not we, from
ours.

PhoenixDeviance
04-13-2007, 07:00 PM
I think that is my favourite title for...anything I've ever seen.

Well done: I would really like to hear the progression, too, just to see how you set it to music.

PenguinBoy
04-14-2007, 01:52 AM
I think that is my favourite title for...anything I've ever seen.

Well done: I would really like to hear the progression, too, just to see how you set it to music.

*shifty eyes* you'll never catch me alive.

PhoenixDeviance
04-14-2007, 06:37 PM
This is called "Sinking Dents and Silhouettes", it's meant to be a duet.

Leaving out is overrated; justifying what you hated
Finally dead and trailing through the streets
Sinking dents and silhouettes replace an open invitation
Stitched into the fabricated seam

For an hour or so, Iíll let you go before you start to notice; sleep, youíve never noticed
The coversí weight picking up for me
Endearments wrapped inside and pushed away, the glove compartmentís only way
To guess, to feel a consequential chime

And oh, Iíll be fine
And oh, Iíll be fine

Hiding out is underrated; fleeing, arms and all, my welcome overstayed
Straying left, youíll never hear from me
Sheltered frowns, my tongue tied down, the floor speaks its mind and I reply,
ďI only wanted to reside somewhere, anywhere, away from me.Ē

And oh, Iíll be fine
And oh, Iíll be fine

Leave her out of this, you want me
Leave him out of this, you want me
Give me all itís become
Give me, save her, see me? Give me, save him, see me?

PenguinBoy
04-15-2007, 06:21 PM
I just tabbed and managed to decipher the words to the first song i recorded acoustically, probably when i was 13 years old!

My band at the time refused to play it because it wasn't a propper song acording to them! I wrote it when i was in the middle of a mental "episode" and just trying to verbalise the primative childish plees that i had at the time and the obserd cringeworthy ridiculousness inwhich i saw myself. DARK lol, it's really defiant, i refused to make the words less vunerable, or make them rhyme or to make it in anyway stylysed, and it ended up with no-one actually liking it.

JUST A LITTLE BOY

asus2, cmaj7, csus2, a7,
asus2, cmaj7, csus2, D,

(repeat)

I'm just a little boy
why you making me cry
I'm just a little boy
why you making me cry

I'm just a little boy
why you ripping out my heart
why are you eating it

I'm just a little boy
why you put me in a cage
why you shooting the monkeys
making them throw tomatoes at me

I'm just a little boy
don't try to make me listen
try to make me mature

I'm
not here
to look after
your wife and kids


asus2, cmaj7, dsus2, csus2-dsus2

Csus2 D
just a little boy

Csus2 D
just a little boy

asus2, cmaj7, dsus2, csus2-dsus2


Why you doing this to me
and Why you doing this to me
and Why you doing this to me
and Why you doing this


Why you doing this to me
and Why you doing this to me
and Why you doing this to me
dsus2, csus2 asus2
and Why'm i doing this to myself

Livo
04-21-2007, 09:41 PM
i wrote a song about the post.

the morning post

every morning i land on your floor
and i hope today i'm bringing good news
i could be a flyer but i could be more
like a letter from the main post office about a parcel to be collected or something else exciting like that
my envelope's licked shut, my stamp is fully paid
cos i am your morning mail

the sun shines through your door
as i land upon the mat
and i'll wait here til you get home
i'll wait for you to hang your hat
a bill, a letter or a birthday card
the morning post, well it touches your heart :smiley27:

MartinFarrows
04-23-2007, 08:43 PM
I'll post one too

BEING HONEST

I saw things I could not explain to you
I said words you could not listen
and I wrote a poem you could not read
because I was being honest for the first time
and I did not say what you wanted to hear.

At that moment I was real, I was me

Everything you asked me I gave it to you
Every question you asked me I answered
but you don't remember
and you just see what your heart can see

I was broken for a while
but I'm real, I'm not unrepentant
I'll remember every moment you made me feel happy
but I'll try to forget a sad ending like this.

genzoman
05-04-2007, 07:24 PM
sorry for all the people that have made the lovely comments on the things ive written in the past, without a reply from me. i dont check this enough, and when i do, its a couple page too late. thanks though! i really appreciate it.

this one is gloves

you must have walked with eggshells on your feet
because you came in without making a sound
you must have swam in six inches of water
because youre never afraid you drowned

how can you say that youve ever felt at all
when all your doors never open
youd have to stare down at your hands
to see which knob that your holdin

gloves baby, gloves sugar
pain later, love sooner
tell me darlin
does the weather
tell ya love later, lust sooner

you must have been born a phoenix child
you sure start some fires when your around
you lit a match inside of me
but burned none of me down

is it that my heart just rains
or is that your the one ive tamed
if you rode your horse to me
baby, youd better give me the reins

you wear
gloves baby, gloves sugar
pain later, love sooner
tell me darlin
does the weather tell ya
love later, lust sooner?

when your face is upon it
can you the velvet
is it the feeling that makes you
wanna melt it
is it the sound, the sight, the smell?
that gets you reeling
start looking for what you want
and get to stealing

wear your
gloves baby, gloves honey
say you dont, even know me
and i change the sky
till we match weather
so its love later, lust sooner

carvinC980t_kid
06-15-2007, 04:25 AM
i can't do **** with the cops wathcing my block
so i'm sittin here wondering where i f*cked up
i never disrespected you, never called you a b*tch
or rasied my hand to hit or even clinched a fist
have i given you reason to play me like this
is my love just a game where you put my life at stake

you know me, known to beat em down and hit em with their own heat
never been afriad to watch someone from the other side bleed
but when the stakes get raised and my lifes on the line
well that ain't cool with me for beef that ain't mine, i tried to put it behind
its damn hard to put the smith n wesson back in the waist line
or to put the pride down and step back to the sane side

now you're gone, you left me with this mess
do i stand by my pride and unload a clip
should i watch him make a fool of me in front of my click
i'ma stand like a man, let him beat himself down
cause his b*tch a*s ain't worth my doin time in a cell

this life i live ain't really tought me sh*t
today i realized my pride ain't sh*t
i'ma still carry and i'll still bust if the situation gets ruff
but i ain't going outta my way to get locked up
cause a fool can't handle seeing a ring on you finger
by a kid who's been ballin since before he can remember.
well, it ain't my fault his head's f*cked up

Livo
06-17-2007, 03:34 PM
aung san suu kyi's birthday is this week, and damo-stylee i wrote this for her. don't have a title yet so any suggestions are welcome! :smiley1:


i've been here so long
i can't call this home
cos in truth, it's my jail.
my cities have changed
but i don't know in what ways
seems like i'll just never leave

let me be
set me free
let me be
set me free

i don't know what i've done
and now it's all wrong
this wasn't what i'd planned at all
and now i'm getting older
and the nights, they're getting colder
my parts, my title and my perfect soul
have been stolen from me

let me be
set me free
le me be
set me free
give me back my promised nation
love and hope our salvation

carvinC980t_kid
06-17-2007, 08:00 PM
that's lovely Livo! i like it!

Beevers_uk
06-18-2007, 12:17 AM
i don't know what i've done
and now it's all wrong
this wasn't what i'd planned at all


:love7: I cant put my finger on what it is, but i love them three lines!

Well im glad your here
Theres so much i have to say
Maybe i shouldn't speak anything
And just let you speak
You are the one who speaks in tongues
And you are the one who is really here

I can't tell if your really here
Or if your really in my dreams
And so you have all you want now
Everything, you've ever needed
Nothing to run for,
Nothing to run from.

You see i loved you first
On my hand i wrote your name
In black berol pen
And coloured my heart black
(Didn't have a red, black would do.)
I loved you first.

I dressed you in cowgirl shirts
And we wrote letters to each other
Lost somewhere in translations
But never the less emotional
Billy the kid at ten to ten
Stood and waited, its cowboy time.

Sometimes we are all broken
And sometimes we all need that feeling
Being pushed away when we kiss
Soap flavored Cherry lips
And stupid I Love Yous, on candy hearts
Nothing beats the real thing.

Well im glad your here
Theres so much i have to say
Maybe i shouldn't speak anything
And just let you speak
You are the one who speaks in tongues
And you are the one who is really here

Livo
06-19-2007, 10:49 PM
:love7: I cant put my finger on what it is, but i love them three lines!

aww thank you carl your song is lovely too :hello2: any suggestions for names?

i have another new song too YAY! :smiley16:

trains and smokey bars

these strings are rust and grime
but there's no point in changing them
i just don't have the time
they'll work just fine

real girls don't play guitar
they just don't have the eyes to see
we're all stuck in this bell jar
and where's the m in my mtv!?

maybe i'm special, maybe i'm odd
je ne suis pas trop a la mode
i'll stop writing about hearts and stars
and start on trains and smokey bars

frustrated fingers on aching hands
the sliding of the change of chord
music, packaged in a can
soul food for the truly bored

so i climb into my unmade bed
where tears have bled into my sheets
i push the stop button in my head
the film is over, time for sleep

maybe i'm special, maybe i'm odd
je ne suis pas trop a la mode
i'll stop writing about hearts and stars
and start on trains and smokey bars
start on planes and motor cars

robmcgrail
06-19-2007, 11:31 PM
i wrote a book
and on the seventh line i made
a note about how

on that night we talked
about how lovers steal
and how all we could take
was a little less than real

Do the lines on my face
Show thoughts of her

have i cross the line
too many times
have i become stale
and too hard to take

my teeth
my tounge
when the final bell in rung

will i speak
or eat
the words in my lung

well i worte a book
and on the seventh line i made
a rule about you

Have you given up
Or have i become lost

This has got to die
06-24-2007, 02:25 AM
Steal Blade

Oh taker of life,
Took more than you know,
His body hits cold floor
Arm stretched out as his last breath flowed

Oh sweet child
Take me home
Take this feeling away
Be strong now, donít let it bring you down
Down

And its never to late
To make things right
But you made a big hole
And the foundations are clear

Please hold on strong,
Cause im going to fast
Were going to crash
And my dreams went with him.

Arrivederci il mio amico piý dolce

You have gone further away
Yet I feel closer than ever before
Evry breath that is taken
Brings me one step nearer
To homeÖ.


Something im working on to be honest im not sure at all and wanted some unbiast opinions

One more this one has had more edits than to top one so hopefully is more refined

Falling on the wrong side

The tracks that guide me
Have gone wrong
Now im sliding
Have no where to turn

The bottles my nearest and dearest
Oh why cant someone take me home?
I smuggle and hide
Whatever I can
To help cure my craving thatís never to far
A smile on my face
Belays my heart

I donít want to make a scene,
I donít want to make a fuss,
These lies are killing my inner buety
So I lie to myself
And hope I come through
But the drink brings out the worst
And im naked for all to see


You spread your poisonous words
I lose myself first
Then my friends drop one by one
Like fire flyís die into the night
Till I donít know who is who

My skin turns battle ship grey
My hair loses its shine
You donít know how much it affects me
And will kill me for a time to come

A temporary new dawn
Lifts my heart
But the clouds drift back
As you sail once again into my heart
Even after I had fled the rut
And I felt strong
You can bring me back down

Never before had I felt pain and Fear
Scared to walk the streets~
The bottle was my escape
And my only hoe
Deep down
Hating what I had become
A friend saved me but it might not have been so

How far were you willing to go?
Would hanging be suffice?
Or just watching me drink till oblivion enough?

So joke and laugh about it now
Even I will join in
But never will I forget your lies
And deceit

Never will I give you the ammo to hurt
I pity you now
But hate still runs deep,
I wish I left you
In your pilled up state
And I mean that to this day
Instead I made you be sick, nursed you back to health
Even held you in my arms and cried in hope you would be alright
Mutterd I love you and ment it with all my soul
But you took it with a pinch of salt
Should have known then, just how selfish you could be
If only I had forsoe, the evil you would become

I can lie and say im ok
But the chasms and scars remain upon my soul
I loved you like my first

This has got to die
06-24-2007, 04:08 AM
And one more very raw effort which has yet to be looked at properly -

And so I may raise my voice
In anger at others
But never in spite of you
Not ever at you

It does not mean that I donít care
That donít hold that bit of extra respect
For your feelings or your heart
Its just a explosion of frustration taken from the depths of my heart

Cause I am neither here or nor there
Times I can blow, sometimes I can sail on
Without a care in the world
For with you I am true

Without you I am never new
Your smile lights up a thousand candles within my soul
Your sob dampens them all
And make me cold inside

I cant always show what I want to show
Cause its easier to hide
But when you cry or go quiet
And I know something is wrong
I clam like a Hedgehog
Hide behind my spike

I donít want to talk,
If thatís the case I never will,
Im stubborn, im fool but thatís who I am
I can only grin and apologize
No chance of catching me either way

And now I have to bring this to a end
The night is drawing to a end and my bed is calling
So donít weap when im gone,
Be happy cause im yours
And nothing could be truer than what we have
So sleep, donít weep hold me near to your heart
For this is love, yes its true and yes itís a scare but who really will care
Except you and I, and like she said
There are 9 billion people in the world, more or less, but youíre the one, I love the most

Agonofinis
06-26-2007, 05:50 PM
Here is one that has no music yet, but is called The Red Pumps and The Train


I have no direction
This thing, is going backwards from
Where I came from so long ago and IÖ


Crawling round on my hands
Trying to regret my past and I
Donít see the point in it

It really had the best tunes

Taking things down in threes
Pickup trucks picking up nothing but trees
And my hands are cold in the breeze

Flowing down the station line
Rusting supports and guttural rhymes
And where words take time

They sometimes come out wro-

The call, the shout, the man
The something we canít plan
The fright, the shriek, the rain
The red pumps and the train

This has long been coming
Strumming and tripping off my
Plated tongue
Armour for my times
And acid for our drum

Something to ease it in
Something to make it paper-
Things donít turn out so interesting
Anyway
Anyway
Anyway

The call, the shout, the man
The something we canít plan
The fright, the shriek, the rain
The red pumps and the train

I have no direction
This things going backwards from
Where it came from, Iím wrong

I feed my bear, it gets stroked
And underneath its silver coat
lies

fin

Nine
06-27-2007, 02:16 AM
Here is one that has no music yet, but is called The Red Pumps and The Train


I have no direction
This thing, is going backwards from
Where I came from so long ago and IÖ


Crawling round on my hands
Trying to regret my past and I
Donít see the point in it

It really had the best tunes

Taking things down in threes
Pickup trucks picking up nothing but trees
And my hands are cold in the breeze

Flowing down the station line
Rusting supports and guttural rhymes
And where words take time

They sometimes come out wro-

The call, the shout, the man
The something we canít plan
The fright, the shriek, the rain
The red pumps and the train

This has long been coming
Strumming and tripping off my
Plated tongue
Armour for my times
And acid for our drum

Something to ease it in
Something to make it paper-
Things donít turn out so interesting
Anyway
Anyway
Anyway

The call, the shout, the man
The something we canít plan
The fright, the shriek, the rain
The red pumps and the train

I have no direction
This things going backwards from
Where it came from, Iím wrong

I feed my bear, it gets stroked
And underneath its silver coat
lies

fin

You are excellent.

Fool
07-28-2007, 04:26 PM
Listened to Fionn Regan for the first time today, and it inspired me to write something. It's not quite finished yet, but I like it so far!

She's on her way
She's sick of this
she says she's growing
and I think she is

Well she came round
to talk you down
She said it's over
Just not right now

All these things that I'm seeing
But I think of you
And I don't think he's being
Quite what you want him to

She loves you boy
But what you do
Could make her hate you
Me too

No I won't lie
I don't have time
I want you gone boy
Wanna call her mine

All these things that I'm seeing
But I think of you
And I don't think he's being
Quite what you want him to

Nine
07-28-2007, 11:52 PM
Listened to Fionn Regan for the first time today, and it inspired me to write something. It's not quite finished yet, but I like it so far!

She's on her way
She's sick of this
she says she's growing
and I think she is

Well she came round
to talk you down
She said it's over
Just not right now

All these things that I'm seeing
But I think of you
And I don't think he's being
Quite what you want him to

She loves you boy
But what you do
Could make her hate you
Me too

No I won't lie
I don't have time
I want you gone boy
Wanna call her mine

All these things that I'm seeing
But I think of you
And I don't think he's being
Quite what you want him to

Very nice Ben. Like it a lot x

mariaoran
07-29-2007, 04:08 PM
Wow just found this thread.... and after reading aaaaaall the lyrics i now wish i could write like you guys!
Very awesome lyrics... Especially liked ben' s last posted lyrics.

cheers, from the musicly talentless eskimo ! :smiley9:

Livo
08-08-2007, 10:37 AM
maybe, in a way

if i can buzz just like the city
maybe i can buzz like the bees
and maybe, in a way, you've brought me to my knees

i've missed the boat
and that ship has sailed
but maybe, in a way, we've won and not failed

you're all i need to get me through the storm
but maybe, in a way, i'll need to battle it alone

the future will kill us all
but if i love you i might last longer
and maybe, in a way, it'll make us both stronger

i've dropped the anchor into the grey iron sea
and maybe you'll come to rescue me
but poets and ghosts have drowned here before
and i've got the key to the lock of your door

cille
08-08-2007, 11:30 AM
^that's very good, Liv!

This has got to die
08-13-2007, 11:19 PM
Wow love that a mucho.

tuckatangent
08-14-2007, 12:05 AM
goodbye my almost lover
goodbye my almost friend
we just donít fit together
this is the beginning of the end

I keep on trying to reach you
To touch your heart
Sadly I do not yet have a model start
Iím learning love from a viewscreen
Why canít I see
That after all this sadness
I canít be me

And what a tragic ending
One I canít explain
But you would understand
If you knew the range
A mother in the earth
Four years gone by
Still I glimpse in there
A grief that will not die

Advance to the finish
Cross the line
Iíll stand at the exit
And scream as you fly by

Canít keep this feeling quiet
That time is leaving
If I donít keep on trying
Sooner or later
This boy will leave
To chase his own dreams
Where will that leave me?

And what a tragic ending
One I canít explain
But you would understand
If you knew the range
A mother in the earth
Four years gone by
Still I glimpse in there
A grief that will not die

first verse needs some work cuz i wrote it to the tune of "almost lover" by a fine frenzy and cribbed some lines from her originally.

italic lines from a fine frenzy's "almost lover".

Mikko
08-15-2007, 01:42 PM
I thought I'd share something here as well. This thing doesn't really have any music, but I've written this while keeping some tunes and melodies in mind. It is about a close friend of mine. It is a bit dramatic and emo-ish and stuff, lol. Anyway, here it is.

A Crying Monolith

He spins a world not only his own
Tears behind a mask cold as stone
Tangling the misled with his fall
He denies himself, defies it all

A monolith slowly starting to crack
He prays for the days to turn back
Escaping shapes only in his eyes
Hiding the truth yet not spilling lies

'And it burns
Father, it burns
I lie intertwined
With none by my side'

'And I hurt
Father, I hurt
Every castle I build
Wrecked down by deceit
Don't need me'

A weeping wonder still growing colder
Scars grow warmer though the child is older
Sharpened and hardened by a long gone embrace
Left with silent shame and bitterness to face

Helpless struggle to caress the crust
Soul seeking shards of divine trust
Surrounded by summer but winter by heart
The armoured infant screaming:

'How it burns
Father, it burns
I lie intertwined
With none by my side'

'And I hurt
Father, I hurt
Every castle I build
Wrecked down by deceit
Don't need me'

'I want to break free
I want to hold on
I want to take chances and fail and fall
To feel something, anything
So leave me be
And stay with me'

'And it burns
Father, it burns
I lie intertwined
With none by my side'

'And I hurt
Father, I hurt
Every castle I build
Wrecked down by deceit
Don't leave me'

Yup, that's it. Maybe a few changes and adds here and there could do something good but I'm actually quite satisfied with it.

Van Gericke
08-16-2007, 09:01 PM
One of my songs. Dont mind the misspellings

Leaves

Chorus (partial):
If I was a leaf, I would never leave my tree I would stay
.. I would stay hmm, I would stay

Verse 1:
Leave me alone,
You were the one who left me once, leave me now
Leave me alone,
You had your chance, though you missed that one
Leave me alone, Leave me alone

Chorus:
If I was a leaf, I would never leave my tree,
I would stay, in the winds of a could autumn-day
If I was a tree, I would stand here for years, just to be
Just to be..
I would stay, hmm, I would stay

Verse 2:
Please come back home,
It was my fault, that we split up
Please come back home,
I miss you more than anything I ever lost
Please come back home (weakening me), Oh come back home

Chorus:
If I was a leaf, I would never leave my tree,
I would stay, in the winds of a could autumn-day
If I was a tree, I would stand here for years, just to be
Just to be..
I would stay, hmm, I would stay

Climax Part:
Well, if you think, you are the one,
Who saved me,
Then please go and wash your hands of it
And if you think, you are the one,
Who healed me,
Then please go, and wash your sins away

I need time, I need time, I need time
Oh, leave me time, I need time, give it to me

Leaves fall.. Leaves fall.. hmm..
Leaves fall.. (closer than close), Leaves fall (oooh)
Leaves fall (I can’t stand it), Leaves fall (Take my air to breath)
Leaves fall (no..)

Refrain (end):
If I was a tree, I would stand here for years, just to be
But would you stay.. would you stay

ste_swann
08-18-2007, 05:45 PM
I thought I'd share something here as well. This thing doesn't really have any music, but I've written this while keeping some tunes and melodies in mind. It is about a close friend of mine. It is a bit dramatic and emo-ish and stuff, lol. Anyway, here it is.

A Crying Monolith

He spins a world not only his own
Tears behind a mask cold as stone
Tangling the misled with his fall
He denies himself, defies it all

A monolith slowly starting to crack
He prays for the days to turn back
Escaping shapes only in his eyes
Hiding the truth yet not spilling lies

'And it burns
Father, it burns
I lie intertwined
With none by my side'

'And I hurt
Father, I hurt
Every castle I build
Wrecked down by deceit
Don't need me'

A weeping wonder still growing colder
Scars grow warmer though the child is older
Sharpened and hardened by a long gone embrace
Left with silent shame and bitterness to face

Helpless struggle to caress the crust
Soul seeking shards of divine trust
Surrounded by summer but winter by heart
The armoured infant screaming:

'How it burns
Father, it burns
I lie intertwined
With none by my side'

'And I hurt
Father, I hurt
Every castle I build
Wrecked down by deceit
Don't need me'

'I want to break free
I want to hold on
I want to take chances and fail and fall
To feel something, anything
So leave me be
And stay with me'

'And it burns
Father, it burns
I lie intertwined
With none by my side'

'And I hurt
Father, I hurt
Every castle I build
Wrecked down by deceit
Don't leave me'

Yup, that's it. Maybe a few changes and adds here and there could do something good but I'm actually quite satisfied with it.

really like it, good job! ;)

Mark Hogan
08-19-2007, 11:47 PM
This one is pretty deep. My daughter helped me write it a long time ago. :)

I know a song

About two frogs

Sitting on some logs

Down at the pond

Singing their song

Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit

And thatís my song

I hope it wasnít too long!

Mark Hogan
08-24-2007, 01:09 AM
Like a bucket of cold water.... :)

cille
08-24-2007, 08:58 AM
^^V cute! :D

cestoz
08-27-2007, 10:42 AM
one

if i could take one last look
to keep forever in my memory
dont say a word
stand, smile
take my breath away
just like you always do
i could never get used to
how much beauty you possess
before you leave me
hear me confess

because my nights never end
and my days, stand still
iv loved from the first moment i saw you
i love you now, and i always, will

if i could say one last thing
i would share every memory
the times you stood
laughed, smiled
the times you took my breath away
just like only you could
i could never get used to how
much beauty you possessed
if youre gonna leave me,
hear me confess

that my nights never end
and my days, stand still
i love you more than life itself
if you dont know now
then you never, will..

Tommy
09-05-2007, 12:44 AM
Cant be arsed to type anything out so heres a little verse I wrote that I like

Who says that smoking cannabis is wrong
I bet he never smoked it id offer him my bong
But he'll be dead by now but his legacy lives on
Theres dealers getting twenty years while paedophiles get one

.em.
09-11-2007, 01:26 AM
^i'm not into smoking myself, but that was interesting.

can we use this as a place to showcase "poems/things that could potentially become lyrics?"

if so, i have this:

i have nothing to say
you stole all my thoughts away
and left me confused
left me battered
with my hands on my eyes
and my fingers clenched tight
to drive away the hits
taken upon my mind...
...they almost bring about tears, all these fears...

Juzzza
09-16-2007, 09:25 AM
Breaking things

breaking down, breaking out and breaking up
breaking down, breaking out and breaking up
breaking down, breaking out and breaking up

I've been calling your name
I've been sucked into your dark and twisted tryst
I've been calling your name
I've been searching for someone or something or some time or some shift that I can blame

you've been relying on your luck
your good friends don't seem to give a damn
I've been playing on your trust
my heart's now ruled by my lust

headline, heartbreaker
headline, heartbreaker

I've been calling in vain
I've been sucked in and spat out whole again
I've been calling your name
I've been searching for someone or something or some time or some shift that I can blame

you've been relying on your luck
your good friends don't seem to give a damn
I've been playing on your trust
my heart's now ruled by my lust

headline, heartbreaker
headline, heartbreaker

breaking down, breaking out and breaking up
breaking down, breaking out and breaking up
breaking down, breaking out and breaking up

Ca11um
09-18-2007, 10:54 PM
You're looking down at the ground,
and you're saying I've changed;
I don't touch you the same,
or play with your hair,
But it's too hard to pretend,
When that spark is not there

Chorus - x2
Choose Me,
Use Me,
Try not to confuse Me,
Cos You're all that I've got,
Yeah you're all that I've Got.

Writing more verses now; this particular girl has that quality of brining songs out of me easily, so i should be done soon.

Livo
09-20-2007, 06:06 PM
tiny little movements

today i looked out the window
and what there did i see?
a thousand little blackbirds
staring back at me

they're hungry and they're bored
they're pecking at the ground
and with each little nod they say hello
but never make a sound

these tiny little movements
they speak so much more than words
in tiny little movements
i speak only to the birds

they may be kinda scary
when they're whirling in the sky
they may be ugly, may be dumb
but since when can humans just jump and fly?
i'd love to see you fly...

these tiny little movements
they speak so much more than words
in tiny little movements
i speak only to the birds

Mr Benn.
09-20-2007, 09:54 PM
Forgive & Forget

Please stay with me, and please believe me; I know I am a mess,
Itís just every time my heart gets broken, I want it fixed a little less.
And please forgive me but you must understand me, Iíve been naive before.
And every time it falls apart and I loose more and more of my core.

I love your warmth and your kindness. I love your eyes and your smile,
But it worries me that I might be thinking of how hers were all the while.



ĎCause I believed the dream: that, despite how it seemed, we were meant to be.
I believed in fate and learned all too late, that loves just what you can see.
So the memories didnít leave when the air did breathe quite as quickly as you,
Still they linger; that trace of your finger on my arm still does continue.

You took your sweet time, to see you were fine enough to be with someone else
And isnít it funny, you know, honey, thatís what I said before all of this mess.
So, girl, forget me, Iím sure you regret me; maybe we werenít too smart,
But all too soon did you leave me wounded when you had a change of heart.

This victoryís hollow, but itís something to swallow; I was right - I loved you more.
Itís a small consolation in my bland desolation but itís helping me through the door.


This is my first time actually sharing anything I've written, this song is sort of in two parts, the first part talking to someone you are falling for and the second to someone you're still not quite over. I think the pattern of the second section was heavily influenced by the song "Sawdust & Diamonds" by Joanna Newsom althoigh I didn't mean it to be.

In case you can't tell I've had a rather bad break up recently, sorry for the depression but this is a Damien Rice forum after all..

mark.
09-23-2007, 12:06 PM
'love's just what you can see'

...damn...what a line.
good song all round too :)

Mr Benn.
09-23-2007, 05:23 PM
Thanks :) Any suggestions on how you go about putting something to music? I can to an extent write music and lyrics but can't do the two together with any success.

This has got to die
12-22-2007, 02:37 AM
Soul mates Ė Nikitaís song (Quick sketch)

You asked me in a whisper If I belive in soul mates
The quiver in your voice it kind of made me shiver
My answer was I am not so sure
The truth is not till I set eyes on you.

Ive had these chats before
But not with so much passion and belief
In the words that you express
I love your free will
And you insecure way


Nikita made me feel 200 feet tall
The first time she set her fingers to the board
They dance a song that I can not bring myself to sing
As she plays all the rights strings across my heart

And so the first thoughts of are a bright new dawn
A friendship built upon rock to last
But so often its easy grow apart
Old friends forget what made them new

So your right you have to fight for what you want
Cause no one is giving you anything for free
And I will be with you every step of the way
As long as you need me like those before

I hope you understand where we go from here
Because I can only dream its all I have
I hope you see that I try to be ture
My hope is all I can trust.

And so this is Nikitaís song
Written upon a stormy cloud
I hope she takes it in her stride
And when shes sad and lonely
Look back with a smile
Cause if she touched me like this in just a few hours
Imagine what she can do to till the end of her days

Nine
12-22-2007, 10:14 PM
Soul mates Ė Nikitaís song (Quick sketch)

You asked me in a whisper If I belive in soul mates
The quiver in your voice it kind of made me shiver
My answer was I am not so sure
The truth is not till I set eyes on you.

Ive had these chats before
But not with so much passion and belief
In the words that you express
I love your free will
And you insecure way


Nikita made me feel 200 feet tall
The first time she set her fingers to the board
They dance a song that I can not bring myself to sing
As she plays all the rights strings across my heart

And so the first thoughts of are a bright new dawn
A friendship built upon rock to last
But so often its easy grow apart
Old friends forget what made them new

So your right you have to fight for what you want
Cause no one is giving you anything for free
And I will be with you every step of the way
As long as you need me like those before

I hope you understand where we go from here
Because I can only dream its all I have
I hope you see that I try to be ture
My hope is all I can trust.

And so this is Nikitaís song
Written upon a stormy cloud
I hope she takes it in her stride
And when shes sad and lonely
Look back with a smile
Cause if she touched me like this in just a few hours
Imagine what she can do to till the end of her days

wow. I'd love to hear a recording of that. xx

This has got to die
12-24-2007, 02:30 AM
Haha check your PM's ;)

I was quite proud of that one it just seemed to come into place. This is a extract of one that i have been working on and have picked back up it needs to have some serious editing done as always I find it strange when I show off my "work" its like I dont want to do this but I need honest opinions good and bad so :)

Edit - Actually I hated it when I really looked at it just now ignore it.

Ok try this one - "Throne of Dirt" all comments good and bad welcome.

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When will you see what I see?
When will you hear what I hear?
Can you feel what I feel?
Do you know what I do?

Stop pushing the issue,
Cause I cant give you the answer
Im the drug that you crave
But is this addiction killing you to?

You make issues out of the lines I do
But never question why?
I would explain
But would you understand

So we carry on
In our explosive rage
Suppressive domain
A eerie silence plays upon the brain
Like a piano in a mid-summer breeze

And you keep on reaching
In between your preaching
Its all in vain
But your still hoping

I cant make you the promise you want
I can only teach you that times a healer to
And let you listen as I repent
To the higher farther and the mother
Sins that you can only imagine

So step forward baby girl
Let me place this crown of thorns upon your head
Come and sit in my throne
Built of dirt and donít forget to be curt
Cause I will cut you down
And make you feel what I feel
See what I see
Hear what I hear
Know what I knowÖÖ

French Duke
01-18-2008, 02:14 PM
This is a song I wrote about 6 years ago when myself and 2 of my closest friends all got dumped by our respective partners at pretty much the same time. Instead of handling it with dignity or grace - we instead chose to get drunk and bitter. A lot. It is a very tongue in cheek song.

One Two For My Bitter Crew

We got dumped, not for the first time and I sure as sh*t know it wont be the last time
And I donít feel no pleasantness, I aint down with the happiness,
And I am bitter most of the time

So we be singing one two now for my crew
One two now for my crew

Chorus
One two for all the bitter people in this room
Three four by the end of this song youíll all be pissed
But Iíll be on the floor,
But Iíll be singing
One two for my bitter crew ese! Yeah.

One two for the bitter crew rude boy
One two for the bitter crew rude boy
You see weíre bitter and loud
Pissed up and proud
But do we care? Do we f*ck?
Bitter proud, pissed up and loud
Do I care? Do I f*ck?

Chorus

Well I go home alone, noone to call on the phone
But I will be alright, I will be alright
Iíll have a pot noodle, wank and a good cry,
Pot noodle, wank and a good cry,
Pot noodle, wank and a good cry.

Let me tell you what its like
Being male middle class and white
Pot noodle, wank and a good cry

Chorus.

French Duke
01-18-2008, 02:35 PM
Ok this is a bit more sincere - about my last, very painful breakup. She dumped me by the way.

Twist It Well

273 miles I loved you across
But now I cant find a line
So stick the knife in and push me to the kitchen floor
Thereís nothing youíre doing to me now that hasnít been done before
You twist it well, its ivory carved and so elegant, enclosed in your hand
And your voice, it hits me in surround
With all the lies about our so called wedding plans


Its cold down here on the tiles
on the terracotta dreams of our infancy
The intimacy we shared seems like it was in vain
and the words passed are now forming and becoming stains
So come on and twist it well, how you want and wrench it from me
All I can think about was that June
And that night with you as the bride, me as the groom.

Please give me some feedback - its not finished yet but I am working on it.

sherifkarama
01-29-2008, 07:16 PM
This is for a song called May, that I wrote out this way of seeing people the way we WISH they were, and then being disapointed and pissed at them for not being that?
You can listen to it here : http://sherifkarama.com/music.php , click on the title if you wanna leave comments :D


You needed a prey, I heard they're fun to break down
Saying you care, and make it so clear, 'cause crystal is
But cold has the strangest of tempers, so you better wait
'Cause hey, remember that blanket , how it kept the cold away from your feet

Right the wrong, and hope to be seen
Night is done, we'll drive to the sea
Bribe along, it's not as it seems, so
Light a gun, it's just you and me
And my...

So why did you happen to smile, cause that, usually means something don't it?
Dont rush your hands on me as if I couldn't see that..
May will never be, despite the white lights on your crown of spades
Maybe there's much more to see, but she's only looking out in space

Well I, believed, the wrong taste of sweet
Waltzs and hearts the sad secrecy
Cars and stars, belong to the sea
If I'm from Mars, I'm not who you'll be
In my dreams of May

Same, obscene, this phantom I've seen
The way, today, I play back the scene
I blame, the rain, it's not just the steam
Name the day, I'll hang at your feet

sherifkarama
01-29-2008, 07:28 PM
sorry, clicked twice on the thingy!

This has got to die
01-31-2008, 02:13 PM
I enjoyed that well done. :)

sherifkarama
01-31-2008, 04:49 PM
I enjoyed that well done. :)
thanks a lot, much appreciated :D

Fool
02-28-2008, 08:52 PM
I think I like it, I've only just written it. It's on my myspace if you'd like to listen! The links in my sig.

Dreams

you fell through
but there's a thousand places out there
and a million things to do

but we don't need
all these little trivialities
and excuses not to be

to me, it's you
that keeps us stuck together
you're most definatly the glue

But we, I mean us
we must
keep trying

All I've seen
is you wandering in circles
jumping high to catch your dreams

it's hard but don't stop
if you never catch up with them
then you won't know what they mean

And that's true, i think
if we look a little closer
we'll see things we've never seen

But we, I mean us
we must
keep trying

'cos it's all laid out
in front of us
and we've got all these things
like love and trust
now if we reach out
and look around
we'll have feet that can't
stay on the ground

all these pages
make no sense
but it doesn't seem to make
any difference
And I don't know where we are
and I we don't who we are
and we might end up nowhere
or we may go really far

All I've seen
is you wandering in circles
jumping high to catch your dreams

it's hard but don't stop
if you never catch up with them
then you won't know what they mean

heffaface
03-02-2008, 04:56 PM
i jus listened to dreams. its absolutley brilliant!!! an i mean that, im thouroughly impressed!!

This has got to die
03-02-2008, 08:17 PM
Yeah me to really nice.

I am halfway through this but it needs editing had a bad week.

I knew your poison
Before I bit your fruit
But im a greedy guy
I didnít leave a scrap

I tried writing a song
Having a bath under candle light
But I cant wash your stain off my skin
Your touch lingers upon my lips

Bit my ear
Told me I was special
I knew it had to end
But dawn came to quick

We spoke of Tudors
And what we wanted for tea
Of sights we had yet to see
You said we could never be
Uttered words I didnít want to hear.

Now your back with your man
And im left behind
Unable to shift your stain from my skin
No matter how hard I scrubbed

My girl kisses but I donít feel
And I hate myself
Cause she is a princess


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Now I am kind of stuck.

mahoor
07-12-2009, 03:35 PM
go and find someone
who loves the way your hair grows
and doesn’t ask but just knows
how your feeling

go and find someone
who knows just how to hurt you
abandon and desert you
believing in his virtue

and go and find someone
who likes Bob Dylan
And Leonard Cohen
and late mornings

then go and find someone
affected anti-bourgeois
driving round inside an old car
getting drunk and smoking gauloise

and take your patchwork quilt
your finest threads of silk
and all your tangled up emotions
and your semi crazy notions
and drink them with this wine
we haven’t got much time
then rise up with the sun
and go and find someone

go and find someone
to hold your hand through danger
then be the perfect stranger
when you wake up in the morning

go and find someone
to write you long love letters
and wear your ripped green sweaters
to warm him through the winters

go and find someone
to hold your many babies
your caravan of gypsies
bathed and baptised in the ganges


go and find someone
who’ll make you whisper soft and slow
Until you come like the winter snow
Crying in a blizzard

go and find someone
who’ll drink beer with the sunset
a Darwin harbour confidant
A fragile drifting dreamer

and take your patchwork quilt
and your finest threads of silk
and all your tangled up emotions
and your semi-crazy notions
and drink them with this wine
we haven’t got much time
rise up with the sun
and go and someone

and take your burnished dreams
you’re purest golden seams
cast them to the sunsets
hide them in your daughter’s pockets
and remember just one thing
we never shared a ring
this love is still undone
but go and find someone

www.myspace.com/cammackellar

Cerque
07-13-2009, 12:22 AM
I made this on the spot .



Blood and brimstone glimmer
my already faltered heart, darkened
by your alien light.
All the stars in this universe
Purple and light Green
Couldn't warn me about your curse
your insaciable passion, your lilac lemon.




Your soul burns the very embers of my heart.
the charcoal of my soul.the smell of cinder and rain
ruby red in water.




Faltered mind splinters,
As the red burning fire swells
The new tide washes no new message.
But a fresh hint of your hidden and hewn beauty
your unshone pearl.




Each New Golden dawn
Brings you and I closer.
Until the Charcoaled, Black of night .

cestoz
07-15-2009, 02:07 PM
i wait for a sign, for something
love comes as hard as it goes
youre the last one to see it coming
and the first, to feel when youre alone
what do hand do without another to hold
but throw pennies down the wishing well
change the locks from broken down doors
pick up the pieces of my heart where they fell

but if i fall, i wont pull myself away
if its the last thing that i do
give me my sin again
if this is my cross, nail me to... it

i wait in line, for someone
love comes as easy as it goes
through fingers, in seconds
without ceremony, or hope
with only memories to keep hold of
that i use to sedate myself
when love takes over
when it takes me over the edge...

and if i fall dont let it be in vain
for i know not what i do
give me my sin again
if this is the cost, i will pay in full

Ca11um
10-06-2009, 06:52 PM
I find it strange that a lot of the songs i write... the best ones have the worst lyrics. The best lyrics i write never make it into songs but stand-alone free verse poetry. Its so annoying - and throwing my guitar against the radiator in my room aint gonna change this :P

October Sky
10-17-2009, 05:07 AM
i wait for a sign, for something
love comes as hard as it goes
youre the last one to see it coming
and the first, to feel when youre alone
what do hand do without another to hold
but throw pennies down the wishing well
change the locks from broken down doors
pick up the pieces of my heart where they fell

but if i fall, i wont pull myself away
if its the last thing that i do
give me my sin again
if this is my cross, nail me to... it

i wait in line, for someone
love comes as easy as it goes
through fingers, in seconds
without ceremony, or hope
with only memories to keep hold of
that i use to sedate myself
when love takes over
when it takes me over the edge...

and if i fall dont let it be in vain
for i know not what i do
give me my sin again
if this is the cost, i will pay in full

I really love these lyrics. Very beautiful. :love7: