Sailors
[Note: I wrote "Sailors" a while back. As of right now the song is pretty incomplete in terms of the bridge - 2:54 'till about 3:54. I know I want lyrics there and maybe a little acoustic guitar solo; so far I have a few lines of the lyrics. I recorded the piano in my living room in Bakersfield, CA. I was going to use the same sequencer-keyboard I use in most of my songs, but I wanted it to sound organic - hence recording an actual live piano. To be honest, the way this whole song is played is completely stolen from Nez's guitar playing. I like to break down people's techniques and such, and I've always noticed Nez has this kind of picking style that sonically separates the high strings from the bass strings. I could go in to all the details, but just know that I majorly jacked her playing style for this song. Actually in my mind, I pictured Erwin playing the drums, Nez on the guitar, and Mel on the piano.]
I've heard of an evil that brings men to their knees.
Runs through their veins like a blood borne disease.
Makes sailors long for the ocean no more.
Makes them want to stay on the shore.
I once gave myself to a beautiful girl.
She filled the spaces inbetween my fingers.
The right words didn't come out when she went away.
And I have never been the same.
Why do we run when we claim it's love?
Why are we so scared we run?
And if love's but a moment I'd want to spend it with you.
Every minute. Every second.
With you.
Secrets that we kept. Lies that we told.
Bending at the break. Give up and fold.
You were selfish to think I would change.
Naive to stay the same.
I kept the best kisses in the corner of my mouth.
Never - not ever - to reach your lips.
Talking Through Objects
[Note: "Talking Through Objects" is a story about a hopeless romantic girl. She went to all-girls Catholic schools her whole life and the only thing she knows about "love" is what she's learned from watching television and movies. So essentially she's lived a pretty sheltered life, and she's not necessarily a tool, but her life is "run" by her friends. She's good at heart no doubt - but just a little misguided. One day she meets a skeptic romantic - a guy from the other side of the tracks. They have a moment together - but hey, when you have perfection, all you really need is a moment. The girl goes on to meet another guy - the kind of guy who her friends and family would approve of. Yet despite her seemingly normal life, she knows this new guy isn't right, and she yearns for the "guy from the other side of the tracks."]
You wake up to find the sun shining through the blinds.
And you move the hair away from your eyes.
You brush your teeth. You check your smile.
You walk alone and stop a while to notice that the day has gone by.
They all say we're hopeless lovers.
Brought to this world - made for each other.
If I am "love," then why are we so alone?
You surround yourself with good people.
Yet in a crowded room you feel alone.
So you meet a man approved by all your friends.
And you think he might be Mr. Right,
But still you feel so alone.
I wanted to believe in something more than angels and demons.
Something that for once felt real.
In a world where dying is romantic, love is selfish and demanding.
Something that for once is real.
2 comments:
hey these were the songs you let me hear the other night! =) they turned out really well. And thanks for picking up "my style" (which I'm really trying to get away from). Hahaha.
I Thought the idea for "Talking Through Objects" was interesting since not many songs seem to take interest in "the sheltered girl" (at least, out of the songs that I've heard). And because of the fact that I can kind of relate to it, haha :P.
Good songs, though. Keep them coming!
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