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I do this sometimes. All critiques are welcome. Seriously, let’s piss all over this one; I should be ashamed to have written it. Enjoy!
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Sometimes The Songs Write Themselves
The lyricist picks up his pen tonight
And scours his brain for something to write
Something that’s clever, and nothing too trite
Hopefully something that’s happy and light
But sometimes it’s an impossible task
And the melancholy takes a firm grasp
And out pours a simile like a poisonous asp
And bites at the breast like a wound from the past
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Whoa now here’s the refrain
C’mon let’s song it again
The heart that keeps beating
And keeps on repeating
Returning like an old friend
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And the memories all flood back in
Like the ink that he spilled in his gin
And he watches the black dot spreading so thin
In the glass that he poured for this evening’s sin
And he’s haunted by all the things he recalls
And the beasts all climb up and over his walls
While his pen aches to bleed and the paper still calls
And he stares at the empty white lines and he stalls
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Whoa now here’s the refrain
C’mon let’s song it again
The heart that keeps beating
And keeps on repeating
Returning like an old friend
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The evening is all but a loss
And this paper will likely get tossed
But the memories shackle his brain
Of the ones that he’s loved and he’s lost
The last verse didn’t make sense and he knows
Inspiration eludes him and his drunkenness shows
Like the smell of the ink-blackened gin to his nose
And as soon as anything comes, then it goes
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Whoa now here’s the refrain
C’mon let’s song it again
The heart that keeps beating
And keeps on repeating
Returning like an old friend
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The lyricist sighs and calls it a night
The feeling was there but it put up a fight
Maybe tomorrow he might get it right
But he puts down his pen and turns off the light
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Whoa, this ain’t the refrain
Nothing to sing back again
Even old friends must die
And tell you goodbye
And all songs come to an end.
![]() 01/30/2020 at 00:57 |
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Also, pardon the shitty formatting, I'm posting from mobile. I should know better.
![]() 01/30/2020 at 01:01 |
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Well, I get it.
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I'm glad you do, could you explain it to me?
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There once was a wordsmith on oppo.
He kept us enthralled by his wit.
Though we begged and we pleaded,
We ne’er quite succeeded,
To convince him his wordplay’s legit.
![]() 01/30/2020 at 01:07 |
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That guy is you!
![]() 01/30/2020 at 01:21 |
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Not unlike a young Colin Meloy.
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You flatter me, but I'm not even in the ballpark.
![]() 01/30/2020 at 09:31 |
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I like it.
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Thank you!