october.4.2009.4:16pm
this isn't the first song i've written on my fender rhodes, but it's the first one i've managed to record... inspired by the weather i suppose. lyrics below.
take your thoughts by the hand
lead them back to wonderland
don't let yourself impose
the world has lost much less than you thought
take a bow on a stage
falling back to your mistakes
glance past the broken walls
the air still feels as cold as you thought
running fast don't be late
railroad tracks mark the right place
you lost your self regret
and saw them all for more than they were
take your thoughts by the hand
lead them back to wonderland
lead them back....
lead them back....
lead them back to wonderland.
october.1.2009.11:45.pm
sometimes i take stories that i know and mix them into stories that i don't. the result is something that existed neither in my head nor in real life. lyrics below song hopefully playing...
a humble boy walked out onto the field
he cocked his head he swore it wasn't real
cause mamma told him someday he'd be workin'
in a factory made of steel
and i read stories 'bout you in the local paper
and i cried those stories seemed so empty on newspaper
and everything was perfect for a while
the city boys came down to see you play
but all ya' knew was backwoods louisiana
came to terms with what you were that day
and i read stories 'bout you in the local paper
and i cried those stories seemed so empty on newspaper
and people came up to you on the streets
said baby won't you come back home and meet
and southern girl who'll keep ya' on your feet
when you crash into the sea
and i read stories 'bout you in the local paper
and i cried those stories seemed so empty on newspaper
june.4.2009.02:31.pm
i don't think i've ever written a song about a dream i had before, but this one was too vivid... lyrics below song above :)
it was dark on the beach
so people left in doorways to the sun
you didn't speak, not to me at least
but pictures told us that you had some fun
and all this time
you're living someone elses dirty crime
and all this time
i've kept it in the back of my mind
i was lost on a street
somewhere outside los angeles
who'd i meet, little faces
but only one that i can recall
and all this time
you're living someone elses dirty crime
and all this time
i've kept it in the back of my mind
little houses in a row
the owners don't know where they wanna go
someplace warm, by the beach
if only that wern't so out of reach
and all this time
you're living someone elses dirty crime
and all this time
i've kept it in the back of my mind
i've kept it in the back of my mind
his crimes.
april.1.2009.04:50.pm
i like my sad songs... lyrics below.
baby's on a back burner
watching through brick windows
talk about it any further
black and white cowboys show up
little voices they have glass eyes
racing horses through the west side
time will just become a wandering ghost
planting light bulbs
in the snow covered grass
you go on about fish scales
dancing away in their fairy tale books oh
reading 'bout a race of cloud cars
watch them all turn into black stars
pickup trucks become lost
in the moments they brought back
little part of west virginia
throwing snowballs right back at ya'
urgency is just a need for somebody to go on
planting light bulbs
in the snow covered grass
you go on about fish scales
dancing away in their fairy tale books oh
carrousels on coney island
i don't think i've ever seen them
maybe in a photograph that somebody else took oh
black and white is just a theory
i can't see my photos clearly
then and so you just forgot and pretended to go on
planting light bulbs
in the snow covered grass
you go on about fish scales
dancing away in their fairy tale books oh...
march.20.2009.08:18.pm
i think i'm going to stick with piano... hmm... lyrics below :)
sunlit pots are growing full of daydreams
but spiders craw around them in the dark
and even when the light is gleaming elsewhere on the sand
spiders crawl around a blackened heart
'cause innocence is lost inside a pocket
works until you'd wish you never lost it to the dark side
and everyone around you says to drop it
in a well, make a wish, in a well
'cause mirrors reflect someone else's memories
so you turned around and threw a wine glass at the wall
and hoped that someone else steps on the shattered pieces
of your heart, once a heart, now a stone
and i said i would come and stay a while
but you said you would pass me on the train, the train
and i said i would come again in the bleeding summer time
and maybe we could end up holding hands
and drinking deep red wine
and fall back in to love
and fall back in to love
consequently you could never hate them
tell yourself it was their god that made them that way
and even when you're staring at an empty crowded room
filled with voices, many choices, not your own
and once upon a time you told them someday
and a hundred grand would then equate to ten
and in that crowd of conversations
there would be all but one little elf
and i said i would come and stay a while
but you said you would pass me on the train, the train
and i said i would come again in the bleeding summer time
and maybe we could end up holding hands
and drinking deep red wine
and fall back in to love
and fall back in to love
and one by one they stop trying to linger
leaving you without a place to relate to
to walk to
to run to
to laugh to
to cry to
to wish you all goodbye to
i think i do
i think i do
and i said i would come and stay a while
but you said you would pass me on the train, the train
and i said i would come again in the bleeding summer time
and maybe we could end up holding hands
and drinking deep red wine
and fall back in to love...
and fall back in to love...
and fall back in to love...
and fall back in to love
february.01.2009.08:13.pm
two songs in one day... hmm.
when the earth stopped spinning
and people fell down on the ground
and i stopped believing in luck
and the air was soft but bitter on my face
and i just wished it would stop
i said wake up nonsense
there's not much more that i can do for you here
wake up conscience
i think you lost yourself a long time ago
and i count backwards
and ended up somewhere in front
of all the voices in the room
and by the time i stopped
and let the air around me flow
right back down to the ground
i said wake up nonsense
there's not much more that i can do for you here
wake up conscience
i think you lost yourself a long time ago
and i came back from
the dead that i created for myself
and i knew that
impressions are not lost
but memories do get lost
and some had said they'd rather wake up lost than alone
but i know that is not a fact
cause things you say
to me when you're asleep at night
make the world come back
so wake up conscience
there's not much more that i can do for you here
so wake up nonsense
i think you lost yourself a long time ago
i think you lost
i think you're lost
i think you lost yourself a long time ago
february.01.2009.02:25.pm
it's sad how twisted nursery rhymes are. lyrics below :)
little miss muffet sat on her tuffet
eating her curds and whey
along came a spider and sat down beside her
and frightened miss muffet away away away away away
and i sing nursery rhymes
and hope that one will come true one day
listen up its enough that i can't say
good night sleep tight
to all the noises inside my stucco walls
that's all
jack and jill went up the hill
to fetch a pail of water
jack fell down and broke his crown
and jill came tumbling tumbling tumbling after
and i sing nursery rhymes
and hope that one will come true one day
listen up its enough that i can't say
good night sleep tight
to all the noises inside my stucco walls
that's all that i said
it's all in the books i never read
go down, down to the well
make a wish and it won't tell
little bo peep has lost her sheep
and can't tell where to find them
leave them alone, and they'll come home,
wagging their tails behind them
and i sing nursery rhymes
and hope that one will come true one day
listen up its enough that i can't say
good night sleep tight
to all the noises inside my stucco walls
that's all i said
that's all i said
that's all that i said
october.29.2008.03:28.pm
maybe things are done for a reason... they still hurt though. lyrics below.
eighteen wishes on a cake
maybe one would tell you what your fate was
you never made us disappear
on a map to everywhere
so don't you go lay this on me
so don't you go tell tales of me
'cause it'll all come back
yes it all goes back
to you
perfect light-storms on train windows
on the outside its not the same thing
you've been watching trickle down
different sounds they make
so don't you go lay this on me
so don't you go tell tales of me
'cause it'll all come back
yes it all goes back
to you
and every once in a while
the Cheshire cat forgets to smile back
and everyone says to turn around
and count back the years you lost
to a bookcase full of thoughts
you go off
you grow up
pretty places all the same
you never knew that
it's the one thing you've been counting on to change
the way you feel
in a big black snowmobile
so don't you go lay this on me
so don't you go tell tales of me
'cause it'll all go back
yes it all goes back
it all goes back to you
october.20.2008.10:31.pm
sometimes it's good to be alone. time spent in silence forces you to think. however, when that silence is frozen and those silent actions make your heart drop and your hands shake you'll be begging for familiar sounds. when the one who protects you and loves you is away, even for a second, you realize how cold the room is. you hear whispers better than anyone thought, and feel moods across dining room tables, yet no one can feel your heart breaking. the strangest part is that they refuse to acknoqledge that their actions affect real people, people who are too guarded inside to show damage on the outside. the question is, how could anyone be so false?
october.06.2008.6:12.pm
who doesn't love built in computer microphoone recordings... song above and lyrics below.
pick up a napkin and write down this story then
story about jack and jane
they ran around in a parking lot crazy
'cause janie didn't know her own name
but silly cartoons oh they spark conversations
and made us all laugh aloud
but they were the ones who were just as belligerent
and screamed everything over crowds and crowds and crowds
of coffee cups
i went away for a little while
sat in my corner and thought
thought about things that had no real significance
while watching the clock like a hawk
but i might go down
and watch all the carousel horses frown at me
and wish me good luck
'cause i sat down on a cold and lonely sidewalk
and some drunk man walked by
and asked if i was running away
but i neglected to tell that man my truth
for fear of starting a conversation i couldn't finish yet
so i....
just.....
jumped....
outside...
september.22.2008.11:22.pm
i have, for good reason reason, decided to abandon the random snippets that i wrote earlier this year. i'm not certain what i was thinking and after reading the little disasters that i sadly must call my own i was both aggrivated and embarrassed with myself for writing such empty lines. very unlike me. what can i say... the corporate universe (which i have thankfully escaped from) drained every ounce of life out of my mind only to replace it with meetings and hour long lunch breaks. never again. curse the cubical!
anyway, please watch for fun things. i'm actually going to start recording again... imagine that! it's been a very long time... maybe i'll upload built in computer microphone recordings of my new pieces... maybe... i can't decide. hmm.
note to self - smile and nod
