Tuesday, 18 September 2012

Lyrical Tube

Six strings seems to be my medicine for today. 
It has been relaxing to play my 3/4 guitar a lot recently, and I was hoping to compose some kind of song for a friend to sing, but it'll most likely have to wait until December now.

Some ideas so far:


Smoking cigerrettes nine til five
Staggering home trying just to survive
Hopeless wonder thunder comin' boilin' to brew
Bake an all night wonder blunder tryin' to get through

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A small light touch of Winter
On little red nose.
Child wrapped softly from head to toe
As she waddles back home.
A giggle, a coo is uttered in warm breath
As animated face is delighted,
Clasping hands reach out
For white flakes of snow.


I wonder if it is obvious which one I wrote first...

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