It doesn't work when I want to sit down to write music or lyrics. It just does't work. I can't think of anything to write. I guess I have to free myself from the thought that a song has to be difficult. I have just played a song on the piano which had only 3 chords. How great is that.
Well, the song that I'm working on at the moment is probably again more difficult than I wanted it to be. The titel is "Endless Roads" and I set myself some rules before I started writing it. It shouldn't be a love song and I tried to avoid the first person narrator (except for one place I managed that
). Somehow it doesn't rhyme but it still fits to the music. Not sure of this is the final draft and I might work it over again.
here is the text:
Endless roads
There are roads that seem endless
And unbearable to walk
They seem too steep and far to long to go
And you know it’s up to you to start
(but soon) your legs are getting tired
and hunger fills your thoughts
You consider turning back or at least sitting down for a while
But when you keep on walking
You’ll find flowers on your way
Next to the stones that
Let you feel the ground under your feet
And they are growing every day
If you could only see
Where this road is going to lead you
What all these crossroads mean to you
Before your legs are getting tired
And hunger fills your thoughts
Just think of me and let me guide you
On this endless road
(cause) when you keep on walking
You’ll find flowers on your way
Next to the stones that
Let you feel the ground under your feet
And they are growing every day
jackfrost
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nice lyrics...could be fate i was thinking of my favorite poem when i saw your blog as a recent post, i had been thinking " I wonder if anyone could make the poem into a song"...i have no idea as i no nothing about music...so is it possible and could you try it...the poem is anonymous...and is quite well known..
When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room.
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little--but not too long
and not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared,
Miss me--but let me go.
For this is a journey that we all must take
and each must go alone.
It's all a part of the Master's plan,
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart
go to the friends we know
and bury your sorrows in doing good deeds.
Miss Me--But Let me go!