I've been writing very lyrical stuff lately...just because it takes a comforting turn from having to over think pentameter, line structure, blah blah...good stuff but tiring. Lyrical writing is about rhythm. It's about transferring a feeling through sounds and meanings.
When we toss our heads,
tambourines they tink-link linkle,
shaking dreams into our hips
they trip.
Got no boyfriends
just the trends, just the trends
to lend their dances.
Castanets, castanets and folklore
grant us,
borrowed time, for the time,
swing sunshine, on borrowed time,
on borrowed time.
I got snuck into a folk gig tonight where Eilen Jewell was playing and hearing her inspired me to keep picking up that guitar to sing and make music, because music transcends skill, it is so much more. Music is cutting out your mind and heart and soul and pasting it to the air, it is the most humbling, frightening, beautiful act.
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