
demensia
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I'm working the melody to this out.. and I've already had this critiqued at a songwriting group, and taken some of the suggestions to heart.. I've cut some lines out, and changes some words, but I'd like to post the original here to get some more ideas. See if my changes are confirmed by your thoughts.
Nothing to say.
> Who needs a chorus when the stories right here
> I've made my adjustments and its perfectly clear
> my point will deliver with impact and style
> I'll make you all cry, laugh, shiver, and smile.
> What is it that I will be singing about?
> What feeling do I try so hard to drag out?
> I'm sorry to say that I've worked hard all day
> to write this all down - But I've nothing to say.
>
> I won't make it long, the intro just right
> The melody could sing you to sleep late at night
> My words will ring true and float around in your head
> and they won't go away till your in your death bed.
> There's only one problem that seems clear to me
> I don't even know what the title will be.
> I'm sorry to say that I've worked hard all day
> to write this all down - But I've nothing to say
>
> I've heard songs from Dylan, and Simon, and Cohen,
> And I've listened and wished that those songs were my own.
> But it seems quite apparent, if only to me
> That the talent they have, I just won't ever see.
> Ill still try and I'll cry, and I'll write it all down
> Maybe you'll sing along if I come to your town.
> I'm still sorry to say that I've worked hard all day
> To write this all down - But I've nothing to say.
Nothing to say.
> Who needs a chorus when the stories right here
> I've made my adjustments and its perfectly clear
> my point will deliver with impact and style
> I'll make you all cry, laugh, shiver, and smile.
> What is it that I will be singing about?
> What feeling do I try so hard to drag out?
> I'm sorry to say that I've worked hard all day
> to write this all down - But I've nothing to say.
>
> I won't make it long, the intro just right
> The melody could sing you to sleep late at night
> My words will ring true and float around in your head
> and they won't go away till your in your death bed.
> There's only one problem that seems clear to me
> I don't even know what the title will be.
> I'm sorry to say that I've worked hard all day
> to write this all down - But I've nothing to say
>
> I've heard songs from Dylan, and Simon, and Cohen,
> And I've listened and wished that those songs were my own.
> But it seems quite apparent, if only to me
> That the talent they have, I just won't ever see.
> Ill still try and I'll cry, and I'll write it all down
> Maybe you'll sing along if I come to your town.
> I'm still sorry to say that I've worked hard all day
> To write this all down - But I've nothing to say.