Something to go on with
I haven't given you much love lately with the whole song writing venture. I'm thinking about how to do that. I promise you- I am writing songs! This is my dilemma, though.
Sometimes lyrics on their own sound like bad poetry. Sometimes it is bad poetry- but lyrics don't just stand alone. Not when I write anyway.
I liked playing in a rock band. A bit of distortion and a lot of decibels go a long, long way. There is a certain anonymity in loudness- it seems like you're saying something important simply because it is at a high volume. It demands attention. One person with a guitar is soooo exposed and you really have to say something worth saying. I don't think I'll ever be that kind of performer. Too much scrutiny and vulnerability.
We'll see how we go.
Anyway, here are some lyrics:
Wish I could lay my brain out on the table
And pick out the bits worth keeping
Throw the rest away
posted by Trace @ 9:58 am
2 Comments:
Hi Tracey
I wish I could throw out the bits of my brain that are anxious and self destructive.
Which bits do you want to throw out?
Thought provoking lyrics.
God Bless
Amber
I found your blog from Amber's blog. Your bit of a lyric shows considerable creativity. May the Lord use your abilities.
Your words about the brain leave me wondering where you'll go next with them...for example, wish you could take your heart apart and...? Or wish you could have your tongue do...? Or that your face were never a (what kind of?) mask?
The Lord, of course, DOES take us apart and pick out the parts worth keeping, only not in the way or at the speed that we would choose.
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