Hello all!
Songwriting is such an interesting process. Some songs come all at once and in 15 minutes while other songs take years (for me at least). Worrying about what other people will think about them has always gotten in the way. Right now I am working on a song that I have had in my head for about 7 years. In its current form it is one very short verse and a stark guitar picking part. The trouble is, I really like it and wish I could do more with it. You just can't force it! The lyrics are as follows:
Making conversation with my idle cup of coffee.
It just stares back at me,
But what I know it says is true.
There are so many different directions the song could take (I think) but I am just not sure which direction to take (any ideas would be more than welcome!).
The two songs I have included at the end of this blog are very personal to me as I wrote both of them during and after my divorce this past year. I found out the hard way that life experiences really do help you write songs and understand the meaning of lyrics to so many songs that you just took for granted before. The more my ears have opened up to listening to and understanding lyrics the better I have gotten at writing them. I don't know what others will think of these songs (and don't need to), but I like them and that has made all the difference.
Enjoy!
Take it all from me
The beer is too cold
The wine is too dry
The bourbon so sweet
It drives you out of my mind, out of my mind
Take it all from me
Take it all from me
When I let go
Time has taken it’s toll
Not much left for me
To show you now, show you now
Take it all from me
Take it all from me
The demons that lie
Lie buried inside
Have reared their heads
And won’t be denied, won’t be denied
Take it all from me
Take it all from me
And in time
And in time
You will know
And I will show
The Key
Everybody here is scarred,
Everyone here was charged
For the murder of a thing called time.
Everyone once was lost,
They gave up on their cause.
It’s not an easy thing to throw away your crown.
How much can you give?
It’s a crazy place to live,
In not so many years you’ll be worn down.
It’s good advice to gain
For all you young who strain.
You aim to hit the bullseye.
And the sun comes out to play,
Comes out to play with me.
How do I know where,
Know where I’m going?
You are the key.
